Sleep, my little Jesus, On Thy bed of hay, While the shepherds homeward Journey on the way! Mother is Thy shepherd, And will vigil keep; Oh, did the angels wake Thee? Sleep, my Jesus, sleep! Sleep, my little Jesus, While Thou art my own! Ox and ass Thy neighbors, Shalt Thou have a throne? Will they call me blessed? Shall I stand and weep? Oh, be it far, Jehovah! Sleep, my Jesus, sleep! Sleep, my little Jesus, Wonder-baby mine! Well the singing angels Greet Thee as divine. Through my heart, as heaven, Low the echoes sweep Of glory to Jehovah! Sleep, my Jesus, sheep! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE LOST MISTRESS by ROBERT BROWNING AN EPITAPH ON M.H. by CHARLES COTTON MODERN LOVE: 30 by GEORGE MEREDITH THE RUBAIYAT, 1879 EDITION: 13 by OMAR KHAYYAM OF GENERAL GOURAUD by ROBERTA BALFOUR SPARROWS SELF-DOMESTICATED IN TRINITY COLLEGE, CAMBRIDGE by VINCENT BOURNE TO THE LEANAN SIDHE (FAIRY MUSE) by THOMAS BOYD |