AWAY IN A MANGER, NO CRIB FOR A BED, THE LITTLE LORD JESUS LAY DOWN HIS SWEET HEAD. THE CATTLE ARE LOWING, THE POOR BABY WAKES, BUT LITTLE LORD JESUS NO CRYING HE MAKES.
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.
AWAY IN A MANGER, NO CRIB FOR A BED, THE LITTLE LORD JESUS LAYED DOWN HIS SWEET HEAD. LORD OF ALL CREATION, LAYED DOWN HIS SWEET HEAD. THE SAVIOR OF THE NATION, LAYED DOWN HIS SWEET HEAD.
LOVE ALWAYS,
DIANE
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