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DAway in a manger, No D crib for a G bed, The Glittle Lord JDesus, Lay Emdown his sweet Ahead.
The Dstars in the bright sky, Looked Ddown where he Glay The Glittle Lord JDesus, AsA7leep on the Dhay.
The cattle a-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 bedside, 'Til morning is Nigh. Be near me Lord Jesus, I ask thee to stay, Close by me for ever, And love me I pray. Bless all the dear children, In thy tender care, And fit us for heaven, To live with thee there.