Recording and Arrangement © Matthew Ebel Entertainment

Away in a manger, no crib for His bed,
the little Lord Jesus lay down His sweet head.
The stars in the sky look 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.

I love you, Lord Jesus, I ask You 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 You there.

Away in a manger, no crib for His bed,
the little Lord Jesus lay down His sweet head.
The stars in the sky look down where He lay-
the little Lord Jesus asleep on the hay…
the little Lord Jesus asleep on the hay.