"Away in a Manger"

Away in a manger, no crib for his bed

The little Lord Jesus laid down his sweet head

The stars in the sky 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 to watch lullaby

And stay by my cradle to watch lullaby