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. The
Cattle Are Lowing, the Baby Awakes, But Little Lord Jesus no
Crying He Makes. I Love You, Lord Jesus; Look Down From the Sky,
And Stay By My Side Until Morning Is Nigh. Be Near Me, Lord
Jesus, I Ask You to Stay Close By Me For Ever, and Love Me, I
Pray. Bless All the Dear Children in Your Tender Care, And Fit
Us For Heaven, to Live With You There.