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 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.
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With Chords
A‹G›way in a ‹Em›manger no ‹G›crib for a ‹Am7›bed,
The ‹C›little ‹D›Lord ‹G›Jesus laid ‹Am›down His ‹C›sweet ‹D›head
The ‹G›stars in the ‹Em›bright sky looked ‹G›down where He ‹Am7›lay
The ‹Am7›little ‹D›Lord ‹G›Jesus a‹Am›sleep ‹Am7›on ‹D7›the ‹G›hay
The ‹G›cattle are ‹Em›lowing ‹G›the baby a‹Am7›wakes
But ‹C›little ‹D›Lord ‹G›Jesus no ‹Am›crying ‹C›He ‹D›makes
I ‹G›love thee Lord ‹Em›Jesus look ‹G›down from the ‹Am7›sky
And ‹Am7›stay by ‹D›my ‹G›cradle till ‹Am›morn‹Am7›ing ‹D7›is ‹G›nigh
Be ‹G›near me Lord ‹Em›Jesus, I ‹G›ask Thee to ‹Am7›stay
Close ‹C›by me ‹D›for‹G›ever and ‹Am›love me ‹C›I ‹D›pray
Bless ‹G›all the dear ‹Em›children in ‹G›Thy tender ‹Am7›care
And ‹Am7›fit us ‹D›for ‹G›heaven to ‹Am›live ‹Am7›with ‹D7›thee ‹G›there.
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