LOVE IN HEAVEN
The child is rocked on Mary's knees,
Her lullaby stills his alarms,
Love's cradle gives him happy ease,
Love's nest of love within her arms:
"Lullaby," she singeth, "pretty babe of sorrow,
Thy mother comes to stay with thee to-morrow ."
Her lullaby stills his alarms,
Love's cradle gives him happy ease,
Love's nest of love within her arms:
"Lullaby," she singeth, "pretty babe of sorrow,
Thy mother comes to stay with thee to-morrow ."
One angel holds his basin, one
His ewer of golden water sweet,
And one his robe to put him on,
And one his pillow and his sheet.
"O mystery," they cry, "of love and sorrow,
Sleep sweet, dear babe, thy mother comes to-morrow."
His ewer of golden water sweet,
And one his robe to put him on,
And one his pillow and his sheet.
"O mystery," they cry, "of love and sorrow,
Sleep sweet, dear babe, thy mother comes to-morrow."
Immortal angels standing by,
Kiss that sweet babe on Mary's knee.
"Blessed the woman is," they sigh,
"Whose motherhood hath given her thee.
Happy her lot in mortal joy and sorrow
Who lost thee yesterday but finds to-morrow."
Kiss that sweet babe on Mary's knee.
"Blessed the woman is," they sigh,
"Whose motherhood hath given her thee.
Happy her lot in mortal joy and sorrow
Who lost thee yesterday but finds to-morrow."