Away in a manger

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Cradle Hymn – Poem by Martin Luther

Away in a manger, no crib for a bed,
The little Lord Jesus laid down His sweet head.
The stars in the bright 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 till morning is nigh.

Im Stall in der Krippe ‘ne Wiege aus Streu,
legt kleiner Herr Jesus sein Köpfchen auf Heu.
Die Sterne am Himmel, sie schauen ihm zu
der kleine Herr Jesus schläft in himmlischer Ruh’.

Doch manchmal das Vieh schreit, das Kindlein erwacht,
es bleibt aber ruhig auch mitten zur Nacht.
Ich liebe dich, Jesus, ach bleib doch bei mir,
Ach bleib bis zum Morgen, ich dank’ dir dafür.

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Author: traditionshome

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