SLEEP, little baby of mine, Night and the darkness are near, But Jesus looks down Through the shadows that frown, And baby has nothing to fear. Shut, little sleepy blue eyes; Dear little head, be at rest; Jesus, like you, Was a baby once, too, And slept on his own mother's breast. Sleep, little baby of mine, Soft on your pillow so white; Jesus is here To watch over you, dear, And nothing can harm you to-night. O, little darling of mine, What can you know of the bliss, The comfort I keep, Awake and asleep, Because I am certain of this? | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...ROBINSON CRUSOE ['S STORY, OR ISLAND] by CHARLES EDWARD CARRYL IN HOSPITAL: 3. INTERIOR by WILLIAM ERNEST HENLEY LOVE IS LIKE A DIZZINESS by JAMES HOGG BETSY'S BATTLE FLAG by MINNA IRVING OLD POETS by ALFRED JOYCE KILMER THE IMPROVISATORE: LEOPOLD by THOMAS LOVELL BEDDOES |