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.90۔زابۇر كەلگىن ئەيسا ạ̉skb rwḥk ʿlynạ O, miasto cudne, miasto cne Эзэний гэрт алдар нь дүүрэн байна Ti vedo Si el mundo en vez de rosas te da espinas Noi tutti eravamo erranti بجدد عهدي Жаратқан Ием, менің Бағушым
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