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Sleep, little Baby, sleep,
The holy Angels love thee,
And guard thy bed, and keepA blessed watch above thee.
No spirit can come
Nor evil beast to harm thee:
Sleep,
Sweet, devoid of
Where nothing need alarm thee.
The Love which doth not sleep,
The eternal arms around thee:
The shepherd of the
In perfect love has found thee.
Sleep through the holy night,
Christ-kept from snare and sorrow,
Until thou wake to
And love and warmth to-morrow.
Christina Georgina Rossetti
Christina Georgina Rossetti (5 December 1830 – 29 December 1894) was an English poet who wrote romantic, devotional, and children's poems. "Gobl
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