Words by Hazel P. Amos; Music by Jacqueline B. Hairston
(Übersetzung)

My Jesus had nowhere to lay His head,
So Mary laid Him in a manger bed.
The star that shone that holy night
Still sends its rays of light.
My Jesus had nowhere to lay His head.

The night was very cold and bright and still,
The angels sang of peace and men's good will.
The Wise Men Three their gifts did bring,
To worship Christ the King.
My Jesus had nowhere to lay His head.

Even the oxen knelt down to worship and pray
As my Jesus on the manger lay
Long, long ago on that Christmas Day.
My Jesus had nowhere to lay His head.

As humble shepherds watched over their flocks by night
And happy angels appeared in heav'nly light
The star of glory made such a radiant sight.
My Jesus had nowhere to lay His head.

My Jesus had nowhere to lay His head.