Scripture Verse

She brought forth her firstborn Son, and wrapped Him in swaddling clothes and laid Him in a manger, because there was no room for them in the inn. Luke 2:7


Sabine Baring-Gould (1834–1924)
National Portrait Gallery


Words: Sa­bine Bar­ing-Gould, in Ca­rols for Use in Church (Lon­don: Will­iam Clowes & Sons, 1894), num­ber 103.

Music: Ar­ranged by Ro­bert F. Smith from Ri­chard R. Chope (🔊 pdf nwc).


Sleep, my Sav­ior, sleep,
On Thy bed of hay,
Angels in the span­gled hea­ven
Sing their glad­some Christ­mas ca­rols
Till the dawn of day.

Sleep, my Sav­ior, sleep
On Thy bed of hay,
Ere the mourn­ing an­gel com­eth
To the moon­lit ol­ive gar­den
Wiping tears away.

Sleep, my Sav­ior, sleep
Sweet on Ma­ry’s breast,
Now the shep­herds kneel ador­ing,
Now the mo­ther’s heart is joy­ous,
Take a hap­py rest.

Sleep, my Sav­ior, sleep
Sweet on Ma­ry’s breast.
Crucified, with wounds and bruis­es,
Bleeding, pur­ple, stained, dis­fig­ured,
One day Thou wilt rest.

Baumkirchen, Austria