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...