Billy Gilman Away In A Manger
Đóng góp: Away in a manger, no crib for a bed,
The little lord Jesus laid down his sweet head.
The stars in the sky looked down where he lay,
The little Lord Jesus sleep on the hay.
The cattle are lowing, the baby awake,
But little Lord Jesus no crying he makes.
I love thee, Lord Jesus! Look down from the sky,
And stay by my cradle 'til morning is neigh.
Believe 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 take us for heaven to live with thee there.
The little lord Jesus laid down his sweet head.
The stars in the sky looked down where he lay,
The little Lord Jesus sleep on the hay.
The cattle are lowing, the baby awake,
But little Lord Jesus no crying he makes.
I love thee, Lord Jesus! Look down from the sky,
And stay by my cradle 'til morning is neigh.
Believe 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 take us for heaven to live with thee there.
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