Away in a manger, No crib for his bed, The little Lord Jesus Laid down his sweet head. The stars in the heavens Looked down where he lay, The little Lord Jesus Asleep on the hay. Away in a manger, No crib for his bed, The little Lord Jesus Laid down his sweet head. The stars in the heavens Looked down where he lay, The little Lord Jesus Asleep on the hay. The cattle are lowing, The poor baby wakes, 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 and ask me to stay Bless all the dear children In Thy tender care The stars in the heaven Look down where he lay The little Lord Jesus Asleep on the hay...