Sleep My Savior Sleep


Sleep, my Savior, sleep,
On Thy bed of hay,
Angels in the spangled heaven,
Sing their joyful Christmas carols
Till the dawn of day.

Sleep, my Savior, sleep,
On Thy bed of hay,
Ere the mourning angel cometh
To the moonlit garden,
Wiping tears away.

Sleep, my Savior, sleep,
Sweet on Mary’s breast;
Now the shepherds kneel adoring,
Now the mother’s heart is joyous,
Take a happy rest.

Sleep, my Savior, sleep,
Sweet on Mary’s breast:
Crucified with wounds and bruises,
Bleeding, purple, stained, disfigured,
One day Thou wilt rest.