Never fear, darling, nor start at a sound; Mother’s arm foldeth thee tenderly ’round. Mother’s heart beats for thee; rest on it, love; Mother’s voice sings for thee, soft as a dove. Go to sleep, baby, and grow to be strong. Mother will teach thee a beautiful song; Beautiful song that together we’ll sing In the Bright Land, that forever is Spring. O soft, little feet, lie still in the wrap, For ten little toes are needing a nap; One little hand reaches up for a kiss; Baby can’t sleep without mother’s caress! But mother is worn and weary to-night, Go to sleep, baby, till morning is bright. Mother wakes easy; don’t fear if she nod; For nobody loves like mother and God. endpaper divider |