Twilight dews are on the roses,

Little birds are in the nest,

On the green the lamb reposes—

Rest thee, little darling, rest.

While my babe is sweetly sleeping,

Silent stars are bright above,

And the angels' eyes are keeping

Over thee their watch of love.

Precious child! may that blest Saviour

Who for us a child was born,

Guard thee now and guard thee ever—

Keep thee safely, night and morn!