Away in a Manger
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 cradle till morning is nigh.
Be near 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 to heaven to live with thee there.
Published: Late Nineteenth Century
A Christmas classic that I love 🙂 just like “In the Bleak Midwinter” from yesterday, this poem/song reminds us of the humble beginnings of the Christ child.
As you can see from the image below this song was originally claimed to be written by Martin Luther, the religious reformer, but it is now thought to be written by an anonymous American.
Photo by Gareth Harper on Unsplash.