Gilman Billy Away In A Manager (traditional) Lyrics

Away In A Manager (traditional) Lyrics

Away in a manger, no crib for his bed

 The little Lord Jesus lay down his sweet head

 The stars in the sky looked down where He lay

 The little Lord Jesus

 Asleep on the hay. 

 The cattle are lowing,

 The poor baby wakes,

 But little Lord Jesus

 No crying He makes;

 I love thee, Lord Jesus,

 Look down from the sky

 

 And stay by my cradle till mornight 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 take us to heaven to live with thee there.