(1) Hush thee, hush thee, hush thee my baby, Hush thee, baby in your cradle small, Hush thee, hush thee, hush thee my baby Sleeping, softly in the crib for all. (2) Shepherds visit, O'er the crib are leaning. Heav'nly summoned, to the babe are come. Awestruck faces, "What is this all meaning?", Word-less praises all are now struck dumb. (3) Angel voices in the Heav'ns are singing, Alleluias to the babe so frail, All creation is in carols ringing Praises to the son of God they hail. (4) Hush thee, hush thee, hush thee my baby, Hush thee, baby in your cradle small, Hush thee, hush thee, hush thee my baby Sleeping, softly in the crib for all. Saviour of us all.
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