Now sleep, my baby, sweetly sleep, Come shut your eyelids to! Our Father God, in Heaven above, Will keep guard o'er you. He sends His angels down to stand Above your cradle near; Then, baby, shut your eyes in peace, God's eyes are open, dear. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...SLANTS AT BUFFALO, NEW YORK by CARL SANDBURG THE FLIGHT OF YOUTH by RICHARD HENRY STODDARD TO MRS. FRANCES-ARABELLA KELLY by MARY BARBER THE CHILD AN' THE MOWERS by WILLIAM BARNES |