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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.
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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 side until morning is nigh.
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Be near me Lord
Jesus, I ask thee to stay.
Close by me forever, and love my I pray
Bless all the dear children in thy tender care
And take us to heaven to live with thee there.
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