Sleep my child and peace attend thee,

All through the night . . .

Guardian angels God will send thee,

All through the night . . .

Soft the drowsy hours are creeping,

Hill and vale in slumber steeping,

I my loving vigil keeping,

All through the night . . .

While the moon her watch is keeping,

All through the night . . .

While the weary world is sleeping,

All through the night . . .

O’er thy spirit gently stealing,

Visions of delight revealing,

Breathes a pure and holy feeling,

All through the night . . .