Corrinne May Away In A Manger
Away in a manger, No crib for a bed The little Lord Jesus Laid down His sweet head
The stars in the bright sky Looked down where He lay 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 cradle, 'Til morning is nigh.
Be near me, Lord Jesus, I ask Thee to stay Close by me forever And love me I pray
Bless all the dear children In Thy tender care And take us to heaven To live with Thee there
