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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 Thee Lord Jesus!
Look down from the sky
And stay by my side
'til morning is night.
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