Hush My Babe Songtext
von TGD

Hush, my babe, lie still and slumber,
Holy angels guard thy bed,
Heav′nly blessings without number,
Gently falling on they head. Oh
Soft and easy is thy cradle,
Coarse and hard thy Savior lay:
When His birthplace was a stable,


And His softest bed was hay.
Oh
How much better thou art attended,
Than the Son of God could be,

When from heaven He descended,
And became a child like thee!