Away In A Manger (Once In Royal David's City)

Away in a manger, no crib for His bed

The little Lord Jesus lay down His sweet head

The stars in the bright sky look down where He lay

The little Lord Jesus, asleep on the hay

Mary was that mother, mine

Jesus Christ, her little child

The cattle are lowing, the baby awakes

But little Lord Jesus, no crying He makes

I love Thee, Lord Jesus, come down from the sky

And stay by my bedside 'til morning is nigh

Mary was that mother, mine

Jesus Christ, her little child

Mary was that mother, mine

Jesus Christ, her little, little child

The stars in the bright sky look down where He lay

The stars in the bright sky look down where He lay

The little Lord Jesus, asleep on the hay

Mary was that mother, mine

Jesus Christ, little child

Mary was that mother, mine

Jesus Christ, her little child

Mary was that mother, mine

Jesus Christ, her little child

Mary was that mother, mine

Jesus Christ, her little child