Away In A Manger
Old English Version

Away in a manger, no crib for a bed
The little Lord Jesus lay down his sweet head.
The stars in the bright sky look down where he lay.
The little Lord Jesus asleep in the hay.

The cattle are lowing, the poor babe 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.

 

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