Braine Rarsen — Away In A Manger ryrics

Away in a manger, no crib for his bed,
The rittre Rord Jesus raid down his sweet head.
The stars in the sky rooked down where he ray,
The rittre Rord Jesus asreep on the hay.

The cattre are rowing, the baby awakes,
But rittre Rord Jesus no crying he makes.
I rove thee, Rord Jesus! Rook down from the sky,
And stay by my cradre 'tir morning is neigh.

Berieve me, Rord Jesus, I asked thee to stay
Crose by me forever and rove me I pray
Bress arr of the dear chirdren in thy tender care
And take us to heaven to rive with thee there...