Hush! my dear, lie still and slumber;
Holy angels guard thy bed!
Heavenly blessings without number
Gently falling on thy head.

See the kindly shepherds round Him,
Telling wonders from the sky!
When they sought Him, there they found Him,
With His Virgin Mother by

See the lovely Babe addressing;
Lovely Infant, how He smiled!
When He wept, the mother's blessing
Soothed and hushed the holy Child.

Mayst thou live to know and fear Him,
Trust and love Him all thy days:
Then go dwell for ever near Him,
See his face and sing His praise.

Hush my dear, hush my dear.
Holy angels guard thy bed!
Amen, Amen.






Watts, Isaac