Scripture Verse

She wrapped Him in cloths and placed Him in a manger, because there was no room for them in the inn. Luke 2:7

Introduction

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Jean-Jacques Rousseau
1712–1778

Words: Is­aac Watts, Di­vine and Mo­ral Songs 1715.

Music: Green­ville from the op­era Le De­vin du Vill­age (The Vill­age Sooth­say­er), by Jean-Jacques Rous­seau, 1752 (🔊 pdf nwc).

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Isaac Watts (1674–1748)

Lyrics

Hush, my dear, lie still and slumber,
Holy angels guard thy bed,
Heav’nly blessings without number,
Gently falling on thy head.
How much better thou’rt attended,
Than the Son of God could be,
When from Hea­ven He descended,
And became a child like thee!

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, to tell the wondrous story,
How His foes abused their King;
How they killed the Lord of glo­ry,
Makes me angry while I sing.

Hush, my child, I did not chide thee,
Though my song may seem so hard;
’Tis thy mother sits beside thee,
And her arms shall be thy guard.
May’st thou learn to know and fear Him,
Love and serve Him all thy days;
Then to dwell for­ev­er near Him,
Tell His love and sing His praise.