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AWAY IN A MANGER

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.

Verses 1-2: author unknown, pre 1885

Verse 3: John T. Mc­Far­land (1851-1913)

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AWAY IN A MANGER

The cattle are lowing,

the baby awakes,

But the little Lord Jesus,

no crying He makes.

I love thee, Lord Jesus,

look down from the sky,

And stay by my bedside

'til morning is nigh.

Verses 1-2: author unknown, pre 1885

Verse 3: John T. Mc­Far­land (1851-1913)

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AWAY IN A MANGER

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 bring us to heaven

to live with thee there.

Verses 1-2: author unknown, pre 1885

Verse 3: John T. Mc­Far­land (1851-1913)

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