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Away in the Manger
Away in a manger,
no crib for his 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
until morning is nigh.
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