Slim Whitman
away in a manger
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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 baby awakes,
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.
- Album:
- Twilight On The Trail
- Miscellaneous
- Greatest Hits
- Una Paloma Blanca: The Best of Slim Whitman
- The Greatest
- The Very Best of Slim Whitman: 50th Anniversary Collection
- 20 Golden Greats
- Country Classics
- 50 Golden Country Hits
- Memories... Are Made of This, Part 2
- Legends of Country: 27 All Time Favourite Country Hits
- Great Jukebox Favourites
- The Man With the Singing Guitar, Volume 2
- Jukebox Hits of 1958, Volume 3
- Classic Country: Honky-Tonkin’: 1952-1957
- Hits That Live Forever: 1950s
- 50 Original Tracks
- Country USA: 1952
- Mars Attacks!
- Old Fashioned Love Songs