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 side until morning is nigh.
3 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 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 (Kirkpatrick)|
|Author (vs. 3):||John Thomas McFarland, 1851-1913|
|Composer:||William J. Kirkpatrick, 1838-1921|