Oh, Baby Christ, so dear to me, Sang Bridget Bride, How sweet Thou art, My baby dear, Heart of my heart. Heavy her body was with Thee, Mary, beloved of One in Three, Sang Bridget Bride. Mary, who bore thee, little lad; But light her heart was, light and glad, With God's love clad. Sit on my knee, Sang Bridget Bride. Sit here, O Baby dear, Close to my heart, my heart; For I Thy foster mother am, My helpless Lamb! O have no fear, Sang good St. Bride. None, none, No fear have I; So let me cling Close to Thy side, Whilst Thou dost sing, O Bridget Bride! My Lord, my Prince, I sing; My Baby dear, my King! Sang Bridget Bride. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...DAUGHTERS OF JEPHTHA by LOUIS UNTERMEYER FOUR-LEAF CLOVER by ELLA (RHOADS) HIGGINSON EPIGRAM: 59. ON SPIES by BEN JONSON TWO POEMS TO HANS THOMA ON HIS SIXIETH BIRTHDAY: 2. THE KNIGHT by RAINER MARIA RILKE JACK CREAMER [OCTOBER 25, 1812] by JAMES JEFFREY ROCHE A BATTLE BALLAD TO GENERAL J.E. JOHNSTON by FRANCIS ORRERY TICKNOR |