The little Lord Jesus laid down his sweet head in a manger far away, without even having a crib to use as a bed. The stars in the heavens looked down where the little Lord Jesus lay asleep on the hay.
The cows are mooing. The poor baby wakes up, but little Lord Jesus doesn’t cry. I love you, Lord Jesus. Look down from the sky and stay by my cradle until morning comes.
Be near me, Lord Jesus. Stay close by me forever. I pray that you love me. Bless all the dear children in your tender care, and get us ready to live with you in heaven.
[Original Text: author unknown]