Asleep on the hay, the baby Jesus
Asleep on the hay, where his mother laid him
Down in the hay, the baby Jesus
Gaze upon the only Son of God

Lie de die, see how He lays
Lie de die, the babe, the son of Mary

Out on the hills, the lonely shepherds
Carefully guard their flocks by night
When out on the hills, the angels from heaven
Appeared to them in a blinding light

Lie de die, see how He lays
Lie de die, born to us is Christ this day

Come from afar, were three wise men
Followed the star to where they could
Worship the Son, this tiny boy child
With gold and frankincense and myrrh

Lie de die, see how He lays
Lie de die, unto us, a King, God gave

Out to the tomb, the women gathered
Out to the place where they had laid him
Down in the tomb, the crucified Savior
But lo and behold the stone was rolled away

Lie de die, where does He lay
Lie de die, Jesus Christ, risen today

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