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Away in Ga manger, no crib forC a bed, G
The lD7ittle Lord Jesus laid dCown his sweet hGead.
The stGars in the sky looked dCown where he lGay,
The lD7ittle Lord JesGus, asAmleep on tD7he hGay.
The Gcattle are lowing, the pCoor Baby awaGkes,
But D7little Lord Jesus, no crCying he maGkes.
I lGove Thee, Lord Jesus; look dCown from the sGky,
And sD7tay by my cradGle 'tAmil morning D7is niGgh.
Be neGar me, Lord Jesus; I Cask Thee to sGtay
Close D7by me forever and loCve me, I pGray.
Bless aGll the dear children in TChy tender cGare,
And fD7it us for heaGven to lAmive with TD7hee thGere.
Third verse by John McFarland.
Music by James R. Murray.
Public domain.
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