Away In a Manger

Verse 1:
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,
Asleep on the hay.

Verse 2:
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.

Verse 3:
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 fit us for heaven
To live with Thee there.
Angels We Have Heard On High

Verse 1:
Angels we have heard on high,
Sweetly singing

O’er the plains:
And the mountains in reply,
Echoing their joyous strains.
Gloria in excelsis Deo!
Shepherds, why this jubilee?
Why your joyous
Strains prolong?
What the gladsome tidings be
Which inspire
Your heavenly song?
Gloria in excelsis Deo!
Come to Bethlehem, and see
Him whose birth
The angels sing;
Come, adore on bended knee
Christ the Lord,
The newborn King.
Gloria in excelsis Deo!