Tom: E
Introdução:
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Hush, my babe, lie still and slumber, Holy angels guard thy bed,
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Heavenly blessings without num-ber gently stealing on thy head.
Verse: 2
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How much better art thou attended than the son of God could be
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When from Heaven He descended, and became a child like thee.
Verse: 3
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Soft and easy is thy cradle Coarse and hard the Savior lay,
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When His birth-place was a stable, and His softest bed was hay.