Poems (Bell)/To Baby

by Clara L. Bell

For works with similar titles, see To Baby.

TO BABY. (Who died.)

Thou wert too frail a thing
 Earth's woes to brave,
And the soul returned
 To the God who gave,
Like some sweet flower
 We watched the bud unfold,
Only to droop and fade
 Away, touched by the cold.

Sleep, softly sleep!
 Life's journey o'er,
Safe with the angels
 Thou art evermore.
Rest, sweetly rest!
 Out from the night
So dark you went
 To the Eternal light.
Farewell, sweet babe,
 Our loss, thy gain,
For earth's paths but pave
 The way Heaven's
Perfection to attain.
 Safe from all pain,
On the Saviour's breast.
 "Free" from all care.
Rest, sweetly rest!