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Away  in  a  manger,  No  crib  for  a  bed,

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The  little  Lord  Jesus,  Lay  down  his  sweet  head.

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The stars  in  the  bright  sky, Looked down  where  he  lay

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The  little  Lord  Jesus,  Asleep  on  the  hay.


The cattle a-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 bedside, 'Til morning is Nigh.

Be near me Lord Jesus, I ask thee to stay,
Close by me for ever, And love me I pray.
Bless all the dear children, In thy tender care,
And fit us for heaven, To live with thee there.