Sleep, baby, sleep

A. Foote

Sleep, baby, sleep!

Thy father's watching the sheep,

Thy mother's shaking the dreamland tree,

And down drops a little dream for thee.

Sleep, baby, sleep.

Sleep, baby, sleep!

The large stars are the sheep,

The little stars are lambs, I guess,

The bright moon is the shepherdess.

Sleep, baby, sleep!

The Saviour loves his sheep;

He is the Lamb of God on high,

Who for our sakes came down to die.

Sleep, baby, sleep!

Away, to tend the sheep,

Away, thou sheepdog, fierce and wild,

And do not harm my sleeping child!

Sleep, baby, sleep! Sleep!