E A E Away in a manger, no crib for a bed, B7 E The little Lord Jesus laid down His sweet head; E A E The stars in the sky looked down where He lay; A E B7 E The little Lord Jesus, asleep on the hay. E A E The cattle are lowing, the poor baby wakes. B7 E But little Lord Jesus, no crying He makes; E A E I love Thee, Lord Jesus! Look down from the sky, A E B7 E And stay by my cradle till morning is nigh