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baby sleeps.
And mother's head
In silent agony is bowed
O'er her little nurseling's shroud—
For baby's dead.
In silent agony is bowed
O'er her little nurseling's shroud—
For baby's dead.
"Sweet life!" cried Love,
While baby lay, worn with pain—
"Yield not to death, strive yet again"—
And while they strove
While baby lay, worn with pain—
"Yield not to death, strive yet again"—
And while they strove
A shining one
Came from the Celestial land,
Saying, in tones of sweet command,
"Give me thy son."
Came from the Celestial land,
Saying, in tones of sweet command,
"Give me thy son."
And mother gave
The life so precious unto her.
Now angels guard her treasure where
There is no grave.
The life so precious unto her.
Now angels guard her treasure where
There is no grave.
Her Jewel.
"What jewel have you hidden there?"
"Open the case and you will see!"
A little tress of shining hair
Is all that is revealed to me.
"Open the case and you will see!"
A little tress of shining hair
Is all that is revealed to me.
A little tress of silken hair
I see upon the velvet bed.
Once in the "long ago" it grew
Upon a little golden head.
I see upon the velvet bed.
Once in the "long ago" it grew
Upon a little golden head.
