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Away in a manger,
no crib for a bed
The little Lord Jesus
lay down His sweet head
The stars in the sky
look down where He lay
The little Lord Jesus
asleep on the hay
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The cattle are lowing,
the baby awakes
But little Lord Jesus
No crying He makes
I love Thee, Lord Jesus,
oh, gift from above
The King of the heavens,
forever with us
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I worship You, Jesus
for all of my days
The highest of praises
be unto Your name
My God and my Savior
My King and my friend
Yours is the Kingdom
Forever Amen