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Holy Innocents.

Sleep, little Baby, sleep,
The holy Angels love thee,
And guard thy bed and keep
A blessed watch above thee.
No spirit can come near
Nor evil beast to harm thee;
Sleep, Sweet, devoid of fear
Where nothing need alarm thee.
The Love Which doth not sleep,
The eternal Arms surround thee;
The Shepherd of the sheep
In perfect love hath found thee.
Sleep thro' the holy night
Christ-kept from snare and sorrow
Until thou wake to light
And love and warmth tomorrow.