Sleep, my Child, and peace attend Thee
All through the night;
Guardian angels God will send Thee
All through the night.
Soft the drowsy hours are creeping,
Hill and vale in slumber sleeping,
God His loving vigil keeping
All through the night.
While the moon her watch is keeping
All through the night,
While the weary world is sleeping
All through the night,
Through your dreams you’re swiftly stealing,
Visions of delight revealing,
Christmastime is so appealing
All through the night.
You, my God, a Babe of wonder
All through the night;
Dreams you dream can’t break from thunder
All through the night.
Children’s dreams cannot be broken;
Life is but a lovely token.
Christmas should be softly spoken
All through the night.

