Watt's Cradle Carol - Le Bas, Philip

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"An original setting of Isaac Watts' Cradle Hymn, "Hush, my dear, lie still and slumber", for choir and organ accompaniment."

◈ Genre → Carols ¶ Language → English

Instruments Organ

Pages 6

CPDL # 35676

Editor Philip Le Bas

Posted 2015-06-07

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¶Lyrics / Text

1. Hush, my dear; lie still and slumber Holy angels guard thy bed; Heavenly blessings, without number, Gently falling on thy head. Sleep, my babe! Thy food and raiment, House and home, thy friends provide, All without thy care or payment; All thy wants are well supplied. 2. How much better thou'rt attended Than the Son of God could be, When from heaven he descended, And became a child like thee! Soft and easy is thy cradle; Coarse and hard thy Savior lay, When his birthplace was a stable, And his softest bed was hay. 3. Was there nothing but a manger Cursed sinners could afford To receive the heavenly Stranger? Did they thus affront the Lord? Soft, my child! I did not chide thee, Though my song may sound too hard 'Tis thy mother sits beside thee, And her arms shall be thy guard. 4. See the kindly shepherds round him, Telling wonders from the sky; There they sought him, there they found him, With his virgin mother nigh. See the lovely Babe addressing; Lovely Infant! how he smiled! When he wept, his mother's blessing Soothed and hushed the holy Child. 5. Lo! he slumbers in a manger, Where the horned oxen fed Peace, my darling! here's no danger Here's no ox a-near thy bed. May'st thou live to know and fear him, Trust and love him, all thy days; Then go dwell forever near him, See his face, and sing his praise.