Órla Fallon
Away in a Manger
Away in a manger,No crib for His bedThe little Lord JesusLaid down His sweet headThe stars in the bright skyLooked down where He layThe little Lord JesusAsleep on the hayThe cattle are lowingThe Baby awakesA little Lord JesusNo crying He makesI love Thee, Lord JesusLook down from the skyAnd stay by my side,'Til morning is nigh.Be near me, Lord Jesus,I ask Thee to stayClose by me foreverAnd love me I prayBless all the dear childrenIn Thy tender careAnd take us to heavenTo live with Thee there
From Letras Mania