"Amid the roses Mary sits and rocks
her Jesus Child,
While amid the treetops sighs the
breeze so warm and mild,
And soft and sweetly sings a bird
upon the bough.
Ah, Baby, dear one
slumber now.
Happy is Thy laughter; holy is Thy silent rest,
Lay thy head in slumber fondly on
Thy mother's breast,
Ah, Baby dear one,
slumber now."
The Virgin's Slumber Song.
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