1 Away in a manger, no crib for a bed, the little Lord Jesus lay down his sweet head. 2 The stars in the sky looked down where he lay, the little Lord Jesus asleep on the hay. 3 The cattle are lowing, the poor baby wakes, but little Lord Jesus, no crying he makes. 4 I love thee, Lord Jesus, look down from the sky, and stay by my cradle till morning is nigh. 5 Be near me, Lord Jesus, I ask thee to stay close by me for ever, and love me, I pray. 6 Bless all the dear children in thy tender care, and take us to heaven, to live with thee there.