The Cambridge Carol Book/Sweet Babe, that, wrapt in twilight shade

by William John Blew

XXVII. SWEET BABE, THAT, WRAPT IN TWILIGHT SHADE

1.Sweet Babe, that, wrapt in twilight shade,
Upon Thy Mother's lap wast laid,
Grant, Holy Jesu, grant that we
May imitate Thine infancy.

2.And, when we seek our lowly bed,
While midnight darkens o'er our head,
From ravening wolves, kind Shepherd, keep
This little flock of Thy poor sheep.

3.Speak peace unto our souls, and tell
Of heav'nly joys with Thee that dwell;
So shall our spirit, all night long,
Sing to our God her thankful song.

4.Thus, as the dying day grows dim,
To God we raise our evening hymn;
And laud, with heaven's bright Angel host,
The Father, Son and Holy Ghost.