D D G Away in a manger, No crib for a bed, G D Em A The little Lord Jesus, Lay down his sweet head. D D G The stars in the bright sky, Looked down where he lay G D A7 D The little Lord Jesus, Asleep on the hay. The cattle a-lowing, The baby awakes; But 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. Be near me Lord Jesus, I ask thee to stay, Close by me for ever, And love me I pray. Bless all the dear children, In thy tender care, And fit us for heaven, To live with thee there.