Golden Cradle

Sweet babe, a golden cradle holds Thee
Soft Thy mother's arms enfold Thee
Fairest flowers are strewn before Thee
Sweet birds warble over Thee

So sleep my babe and dream away sorrow
Peace until you wake tomorrow
I will guard Thine infant slumber
Angels watch Thy number



Credits
Writer(s): Brian Ahern
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