A(D)way in a manger, no (D7)crib for a (G)bed,
The (G)little Lord (D)Jesus laid (Em)down His sweet (A)head;
The (D)stars in the bright sky looked (D7)down where He (G)lay,
The (G)little Lord (D)Jesus a(Em)sleep (A)on the (Bm)hay.(A)(G)

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 till 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 fit us for heaven to live with Thee there.