A Way in a Manger

A way in a manger
No crib for his bed
The little Lord Jesus
Lay down his sweet head

The stars in the sky
Look 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 the Lord Jesus
Look down from the sky
And stay by my side
Till morning is nigh

Be near me, Lord Jesus
I ask you to stay
Close me forever
And love me, I pray

Bless all dear children
In thy tender care
And take us to heaven
To live with thee there