Away in a manger, no crib for a bed The little Lord Jesus lay down his sweet head The stars in the 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 'til 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 fit us for Heaven to live with Thee there.Finn zarándokének zhǐ yǒu gàn kě de rén jiào yǎng hái tóng Eze, You are worthy of my praise Варлъъна Хайран Калдъм Гьокйюзюнден Йерйюзюне Прощай Mutlu Şarkı Yüceliğin için beni yarattın hw dạ ạlly bysẖjʿny
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