Michael W. Smith - Away In A Manger / Child In The Manger lyrics

Away in a manger No crib for a bed The little Lord Jesus laid down His sweet head The stars in the sky looking down where He lay The little Lord Jesus asleep on the hay Child in the manger, Infant of Mary Outcast and stranger, Lord of all Child who inherits All our transgressions All our demerits on Him fall Once the most holy Child of salvation Gentle and lowly Now as our glorious Mighty Redeemer See Him victorious O'er each foe Prophets fortold Him Infant of wonder Angels behold Him On His throne Worthy our Savior Of all our praises Happy forever Are His own