Cradle Song
When the crimson sun is setting slowly, And the poppies in the garden close, "When each flower is sleeping-calm and holy Be those sunset. hours of your repase. — Sleep, thy dearest, sléep, the stars shine bright, God His watch will keep through this calm night, Sleep until the dawning; while I sing to you Of the gifts that fairy hands shall bring to you. Gifts of innocence, of joy, of laughter, Faith and hope and charity twice blest, That shall serve you in the long days after When you forth go faring on LIFE’S quest. When the. moon at hide-and-seek is playing With the stars among the mists of blue, When each bird is nested, I am praying Blest be sleep and dreams that come to you. Sleep, my dearest, sleep, the stars shine bright, God His watch will keep through this calm night, Sleep until the dawning; while I sing to you Of the gifts that fairy hands shall.bring to you. Te SUE ee cea ec MeL Le ele o Le
John
Storm
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Radio Record, Volume III, Issue 50, 27 June 1930, Page 37
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176Cradle Song Radio Record, Volume III, Issue 50, 27 June 1930, Page 37
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