The cattle are lowing, the poor baby wakes
The little Lord Jesus laid down His sweet head
I love Thee Lord Jesus, look down from the sky
Away in a manger, no crib for His bed
And take us to heaven to live with Thee there
The stars in the sky looked down where He lay
And stay by my cradle 'til morning is night
Be near me Lord Jesus, I ask Thee to stay
The little Lord Jesus asleep on the hay
The little Lord Jesus no crying He makes
The stars in the heaven looked down where He lay
Bless all the dear children in thy tender care
The little Lord Jesus asleep on the hay
By me forever and love me, I pray