Away in a manger

No crib for his bed

The little lord jesus

Laid down his sweet head.

The stars in the bright sky

Looked down where he lay

The little lord jesus

Asleep on the hay.

The cattle are lowing

The poor baby awakes

But little lord jesus

No crying he makes.

I love thee, lord jesus

Look down from the sky

And stay by my cradle

'til morning is nigh.

Be near me, lord jesus

I ask thee to stay

Close by me forever

And love me I pray.

Bless all the dear children

In thy tender care

And take us to heaven

To live with thee there.