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Away in a manger |
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No crib for his bed |
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The little Lord Jesus lay down his sweet head |
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The stars in the sky looked down where He lay |
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The little Lord Jesus |
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Asleep on the hay. |
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The cattle are lowing, |
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The baby awakes, |
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But little Lord Jesus |
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No crying he makes; |
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I love thee, Lord Jesus, |
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Look down from the sky |
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And stay by my cradle till morning is nigh |
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Be near me, Lord Jesus |
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I ask thee to stay |
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Close by me forever and love me, I pray! |
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Bless all the dear children in thy tender care |
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And take us to heaven |
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To live with thee there. |
