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Away in a manger, no crib for a bed,  
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The little Lord Jesus laid down His sweet head;  
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The stars in the sky looked down where He lay;  
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The little Lord Jesus, asleep on the hay.  

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The cattle are lowing, the poor baby wakes.  
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But little Lord Jesus, no crying He makes;  
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I love Thee, Lord Jesus!  Look down from the sky,  
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And stay by my cradle till morning is nigh