Sleep, Holy Babe, Upon Thy Mother's breast.
Great Lord of earth and sea and sky,
How sweet it is to see Thee lie
In such a place of rest.
In such a place of rest.

Sleep, Holy Babe, Thine angels watch around
All bending low with folded wings
Before th'Incarnate King of kings,
In rev'rence awe profound.
In rev'rence awe profound.

Sleep, Holy Babe, Upon Thy Mother's breast.
Oh Lord of earth and sea and sky,
How sweet it is to see Thee lie
In such a place of rest.
(Repeat x3)