Away in a Manger...

We took Luke to the barn the other night to see what it was like where Jesus was born (and to see the new baby calf!). He got up close and personal with this one!

Away in a manger,

No crib for his bed

The little Lord Jesus

Laid down his sweet head

The stars in the bright sky

Look down where he lay

The little Lord Jesus

Asleep on the hay

The cattle are lowing

The poor Baby wakes

But little Lord Jesus

No crying he makes

I love thee, Lord Jesus

Look down from the sky

And stay by my side

Till morning is nigh