Martin Peerson - Upon my lap my Soveraigne sits - текст песни (слова)

1. Upon my lap my Soveraigne sits,
 And leans upon my brest,
 Meanetime His love maynetaines my life,
 And gives my sense her rest.
 
 R. Sing lullaby, my little Boye,
 Sing lullaby, mine onely joy.
 
 2.When thou by sleep art overcome,
 Repose, my Babe, on me,
 So may thy mother and thy nurse,
 Thy cradle also be.
  
 R.