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Away in a manger, No crib for a bed,
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The little Lord Jesus, Lay down his sweet head.
D D G
The stars in the bright sky, Looked down where he lay
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The little Lord Jesus, Asleep on the hay.
The cattle a-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 bedside, 'Til morning is Nigh.
Be near me Lord Jesus, I ask thee to stay,
Close by me for ever, And love me I pray.
Bless all the dear children, In thy tender care,
And fit us for heaven, To live with thee there.
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