♪ Away in a manger, no crib for a bed, the little Lord Jesus laid down his sweet head. The stars in the bright sky look down where he may, the little Lord Jesus asleep on the hay. The cattle are 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 side until morning is nigh. ♪ Beneath me, Lord Jesus, I ask thee to stay close for me forever and love me, I pray. Bless all the heavenly children in thy tender care and lead us from heaven to be with thee there. ♪ Away in a manger, no crib for a bed, the little Lord Jesus laid down his sweet head. The stars in the bright sky look down where he may, the little Lord Jesus asleep on the hay. ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪