Текст Phil Wickham – Away In A Manger (Forever Amen)

Away in a manger, no crib for a bed
The little Lord Jesus lay down His sweet head
The stars in the sky, look down where He lay
The little Lord Jesus asleep on the hay

The cattle are lowing, the baby awakes
The dawn of salvation beginning to break
I love Thee, Lord Jesus, oh gift from above
The King of the heavens forever with us

I worship You, Jesus for all of my days
The highest of praises be unto Your name
My God and my Savior, my King and my friend
Yours is the glory, forever amen
Yours is the glory, forever amen
Yours is the glory, forever amen