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Away in a manger,
Rev'rence is more than just quietly
No crib for His bed sitting:
The little Lord Jesus It's thinking of Father above,
Laid down His sweet head A feeling I get when I think of his
The stars in the heaven blessings.
Looked down where He lay I'm rev'rent, for rev'rence is love.
The little Lord Jesus When I'm rev'rent, it shows in my words
Asleep on the hay and my deeds.
The cattle are lowing The pathway to follow is clear.
The poor Baby wakes And when I am rev'rent, I know in my
But little Lord Jesus heart
Heav'nly Father and Jesus are near.
No crying He makes
I love Thee, Lord Jesus
Look down from the sky I HOPE THEY CALL ME ON A MISSION
And stay by my side,
'Til morning is nigh. 1. I hope they call me on a mission
Be near me, Lord Jesus, When I have grown a foot or two.
I ask Thee to stay I hope by then I will be ready
Close by me forever To teach and preach and work as
And love me I pray missionaries do.
Bless all the dear children
In Thy tender care 2. I hope that I can share the gospel
And take us to heaven With those who want to know the truth.
I want to be a missionary
And serve and help the Lord while I am in
I FEEL MY SAVIOR’S LOVE my youth.