Holy Innocents
Holy Innocents - Christina Rossetti
Sleep, little baby, sleep; The holy Angels love thee, And guard thy bed, and keep A blessed watch above thee. No spirit can come near Nor evil beast to harm thee: Sleep, sweet, devoid of fear Where nothing need alarm thee.
The love which doth not sleep, The eternal Arms around thee: The shepherd of the sheep In perfect love hath found thee. Sleep through the holy night, Christ-kept from snare and sorrow, Until thou wake to light And love and warmth to-morrow.
Christina Rossetti
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