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Destroyers and Other Verses/Sleep, My Darling, Naught Can Harm Thee

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New York: Oxford University Press, page 65

Sleep, my darling, naught can harm thee,
May no sudden fear alarm thee,
Let my singing rock thy slumber,
Baby, sleep!

Once within a lowly manger,
Mary hid our Lord from danger:
Soft and silent swings thy cradle,
Baby, sleep!

God shall hold thee in His keeping,
Angel-wings about thee sleeping,
Sleep, my darling, Lord and master,
Baby, sleep!