1 Away in a manger, no crib for a 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.
2 The cattle are lowing, the 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, till morning is nigh.
3 Be near me, Lord Jesus, I ask thee to stay
close by me forever, and love me, I pray;
bBless all the dear children in thy tender care,
and fit us for heaven, to live with thee there.
|First Line:||Away in a manger, no crib for a bed|
|Title:||Away in a Manger|
|Author:||Anonymous (1885, 1892)|
|Composer:||William James Kirkpatrick (1895)|