We’re singing Away In A Manger twice for Christmas this year, once tonight and once tomorrow.
I’m quite aware of the problems with the phrase ‘no crying he makes’.
Something of an opportunity to point out what the incarnation means.
Tonight we’re using the tune MUELLER, which is our favourite, and in the morning it’ll be CRADLE SONG.
(Or, as it turns out, maybe the other way around)
This version by Casting Crowns is simplicity itself, with a few minor embellishments.
Oddly, it leaves the word ‘bright’ out of line three in the first verse.
Away in a manger, no crib for his 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 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 until morning is nigh.
Be near me, Lord Jesus; I ask thee to stay
close by me forever and love me, I pray.
Bless all the dear children in thy tender care,
and fit us for heaven to live with thee there.