Hush My Babe
Hush, my babe, lie still and slumber
Holy angels guard Thy bed
Heavenly blessings without number
Gently still in on Thy head
Oh
Soft and easy is Thy cradle
Coarse and hard thy Saviour lay
When His birthplace was unstable
And His softest bed was hay
Oh-oh, oh-oh
How much better thou art attended
Than the Son of God could be
When from heaven He descended
And became a child like thee!
Holy angels guard Thy bed
Heavenly blessings without number
Gently still in on Thy head
Oh
Soft and easy is Thy cradle
Coarse and hard thy Saviour lay
When His birthplace was unstable
And His softest bed was hay
Oh-oh, oh-oh
How much better thou art attended
Than the Son of God could be
When from heaven He descended
And became a child like thee!
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Writer(s): Traditional, Robert White
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