Hush-a-bye, don't you cry
Go to sleepy little baby
Blacks and bays, dapples and grays,
Coach and six-a-little horses
Hush-a-bye, don't you cry
Go to sleepy little baby
Sleep, my child, and peace attend thee,
All through the night;
Guardian angels God will send thee,
All through the night;
Soft the drowsy hours are creeping,
Hill and vale in slumber sleeping,
I my loving vigil keeping,
All through the night.
While the moon her watch is keeping,
All through the night;
While the weary world is sleeping,
All through the night;
O'er thy spirit gently stealing,
Visions of delight revealing,
Breathes a pure and holy feeling,
All through the night.
Hark, a solemn bell is ringing,
Clear through the night;
You, my love, are heav'nward winging,
Home through the night.
Earthly dust from off thee shaken,
By good angels art though taken;
Soul immortal shalt though waken,
Home through the night.
Amazing grace, how sweet the sound,
That saved a wretch like me!
I once was lost, but now am found;
Was blind, but now I see.
‘Twas grace that taught my heart to fear,
And grace my fears relieved;
How precious did that grace appear
The hour I first believed!
Through many dangers, toils, and snares
I have already come;
‘Tis grace has brought me safe thus far,
And grace will lead me home.
The Lord has promised good to me;
His Word my hope secures;
He will my shield and portion be
As long as life endures.
Baa, baa, black sheep,
Have you any wool?
Yes sir, yes sir,
Three bags full.
One for the master,
One for the dame,
And one for the little boy
Who lives down the lane.
Baa, baa, black sheep,
Have you any wool?
Yes sir, yes sir,
Three bags full.
Lullaby, and good night,
With pink roses bedight,
With lilies o'erspread,
Is my baby's sweet head.
Lay you down now, and rest,
May your slumber be blessed!
Lay you down now, and rest,
May thy slumber be blessed!
Lullaby, and good night,
You're your mother's delight,
Shining angels beside
My darling abide.
Soft and warm is your bed,
Close your eyes and rest your head.
Soft and warm is your bed,
Close your eyes and rest your head.
Sleepyhead, close your eyes.
Mother's right here beside you.
I'll protect you from harm,
You will wake in my arms.
Guardian angels are near,
So sleep on, with no fear.
Guardian angels are near,
So sleep on, with no fear.
Lullaby, and sleep tight.
Hush! My darling is sleeping,
On your sheets white as cream,
With your head full of dreams.
When the sky's bright with dawn,
You will wake in the morning.
When noontide warms the world,
You will frolic in the sun.
Bye baby bunting
Daddy's gone a’hunting
For to catch a rabbit skin,
To wrap the baby bunting in.
Bye baby bunting,
Your mommy's gone the other way
To get a bowl of sour whey
For little baby bunting.
Bye baby bunting
Daddy's gone a'hunting
Mummy's gone a'milking
Sister's gone a'silking
Brother's gone to buy a skin
To wrap the baby bunting in
When at night I go to sleep
Fourteen angels watch do keep
Two my head are guarding
Two my feet are guiding
Two are on my right hand
Two are on my left hand
Two who warmly cover
Two who o’er me hover
Two to whom ’tis given
To guide my steps to heaven
Sleeping sofly, then it seems
Heaven enters in my dreams;
Angels hover round me,
Whisp'ring they have found me;
Two are sweetly singing,
Two are garlands bringing,
Strewing me with roses
As my soul reposes.
God will not forsake me
When dawn at last will wake me.
Frère Jacques, Frère Jacques,
Dormez-vous? Dormez-vous?
Sonnez les matines, sonnez les matines
Di, din, don! Di, din, don!
Are you sleeping, are you sleeping?
Brother John, brother John?
Morning bells are ringing, morning bells are ringing.
Ding, dang, dong. Ding, dang, dong.
Golden slumbers kiss your eyes,
Smiles awake you when you rise;
Sleep, pretty loved ones,
Do not cry,
And I will sing a lullaby,
Lullaby, lullaby, lullaby.
Care is heavy, therefore sleep;
You are care and care must keep;
Sleep, pretty loved ones,
Do not cry,
And I will sing a lullaby,
Lullaby, lullaby, lullaby.
Little baby, lay your head
On your pretty cradle-bed;
Shut your eye-peeps, now the day
And the light are gone away;
All the clothes are tucked in tight;
Little baby dear, good night.
Yes, my darling, well I know
How the bitter wind doth blow;
And the winter's snow and rain
Patter on the windowpane;
But they cannot come in here,
To my little baby dear;
For the window shuttest fast,
Till the stormy night is past;
And the curtains warm are spread
Round about her cradle-bed.
So till morning shineth bright,
Little baby dear, good night.
Hush, little baby, don't say a word,
Mama's going to buy you a mocking bird.
If that mocking bird don't sing,
Mama's going to buy you a diamond ring.
If that diamond ring turns brass,
Mama's going to buy you a looking glass.
If that looking glass gets broke,
Mama's going to buy you a nanny goat.
If that goat don't give no milk,
Mama's going buy you a robe of silk.
If that robe of silk gets worn,
Mama's going to buy you a big French horn.
If that big French horn won't play,
Mama's going to buy you a candy cane.
If that cane should lose its stripes,
Mama's going to buy you a set of pipes.
If that set of pipes aren’t clean,
Mama's going to buy you a jumping bean.
If that jumping bean wears down,
You're still the cutest little baby in town.
(Too-Ra-Loo-Ra-Loo-Ral)
Over in Killarney,
Many years ago,
Me mither sang a song to me
In tones so sweet and low.
Just a simple little ditty,
In her good ould Irish way,
And I'd give the world if she could sing
That song to me this day.
Too-ra-loo-ra-loo-ral,
Too-ra-loo-ra-li,
Too-ra-loo-ra-loo-ral,
Hush, now don't you cry!
Too-ra-loo-ra-loo-ral,
Too-ra-loo-ra-li,
Too-ra-loo-ra-loo-ral,
That's an Irish lullaby.
Jesus loves me! This I know,
For the Bible tells me so
Little ones to Him belong
They are weak but He is strong
Yes, Jesus loves me!
Yes, Jesus loves me!
Yes, Jesus loves me!
The Bible tells me so
Jesus loves me! He who died
Heaven's gate to open wide
He will wash away my sin
Let His little child come in
Yes, Jesus loves me!
Yes, Jesus loves me!
Yes, Jesus loves me!
The Bible tells me so
Jesus loves me! He will stay
Close beside me all the way
He's prepared a home for me
And some day His face I'll see
Yes, Jesus loves me!
Yes, Jesus loves me!
Yes, Jesus loves me!
The Bible tells me so
Jesus loves the little children
All the children of the world
Black and yellow, red and white
They're all precious in His sight
Jesus loves the little children of the world
Whether you're rich or whether you're poor
It matters not to Him
He remembers where you're going
Not where you've been
Jesus loves the little children
All the children of the world
Black and yellow, red and white
They're all precious in His sight
Jesus loves the little children of the world
If your heart is troubled
Don't worry, don't you fret
He knows that you have heard His call
And he won't forget
Jesus loves the little children
All the children of the world
Black and yellow, red and white
They're all precious in His sight
Jesus loves the little children of the world
All around the world tonight
His children rest assured
That He will watch and He will keep us
Safe and secure
Jesus loves the little children
All the children of the world
Black and yellow, red and white
They're all precious in His sight
Jesus loves the little children of the world
Kum-bah-yah, my Lord, Kum-bah-yah.
Kum-bah-yah, my Lord, Kum-bah-yah.
Kum-bah-yah, my Lord, Kum-bah-yah.
Oh, Lord, Kum-bah-yah.
verses:
Someone's crying, Lord, Kum-bah-yah...
Someone's smiling, Lord, Kum-bah-yah...
Someone's laughing, Lord, Kum-bah-yah...
Someone's singing, Lord, Kum-bah-yah...
Someone's praying, Lord, Kum-bah-yah...
Someone's sleeping, Lord, Kum-bah-yah...
Now I lay me down to sleep,
I pray thee, Lord, my soul to keep;
Thy love go with me all the night,
And wake me with morning light.
When all the world is a hopeless jumble
and the raindrops tumble all around,
Heaven opens a magic lane.
When all the clouds darken up the skyway,
there's a rainbow highway to be found,
Leading from your windowpane.
To a place behind the sun,
Just a step beyond the rain.
Somewhere over the rainbow way up high,
There's a land that I heard of once in a lullaby,
Somewhere over the rainbow skies are blue,
And the dreams that you dare to dream really do come true.
Someday I'll wish upon a star
and wake up where the clouds are far behind me,
Where troubles melt like lemon drops,
away, above the chimney tops, that's where you'll find me.
Somewhere over the rainbow bluebirds fly.
Birds fly over the rainbow, why then, oh why can't I ?
If happy little bluebirds fly beyond the rainbow,
why oh why can't I ?
Rockabye, baby, in the treetop,
When the wind blows, the cradle will rock;
When the bough breaks, the cradle will fall,
And down will come baby, cradle and all.
Baby is drowsing, cozy and fair.
Mother sits near, in her rocking chair.
Forward and back, the cradle she swings,
And though baby sleeps, he heard what she sings.
From the high rooftops, down to the sea,
No one's as dear as baby to me.
Wee little fingers, eyes wide and bright,
Now sound asleep until morning light.
Sleep, baby, sleep,
Our cottage vale is deep.
The little lamb is on the green
With snowy fleece so soft and clean.
Sleep, baby, sleep.
Sleep, baby, sleep,
Thy father guards the sheep.
Thy mother shakes the dreamland tree,
And from it fall sweet dreams for thee.
Sleep, baby, sleep.
Sleep, baby, sleep,
Down where the woodbines creep;
Be always like the lamb so mild,
A kind, and sweet, and gentle child.
Sleep, baby, sleep.
Swing low, sweet chariot
Coming for to carry me home
Swing low, sweet chariot
Coming for to carry me home
I looked over Jordan
And what did I see,
Coming for to carry me home
A band of angels
Coming after me
Coming for to carry me home
Swing low, sweet chariot
Coming for to carry me home
Swing low, sweet chariot
Coming for to carry me home
If you get there
Before I do
Coming for to carry me home
Tell all my friends
I'm coming too
Coming for to carry me home
Swing low, sweet chariot
Coming for to carry me home
Swing low, sweet chariot
Coming for to carry me home
Sometimes I'm up
And sometimes I'm down
Coming for to carry me home
But still my soul
Feels heavenly bound
Coming for to carry me home
Swing low, sweet chariot
Coming for to carry me home
Swing low, sweet chariot
Coming for to carry me home
Swing low, sweet chariot
Coming for to carry me home
Swing low, sweet chariot
Coming for to carry me home
Tell me why the stars do shine,
Tell me why the ivy twines,
Tell me why the sky's so blue,
And then I'll tell you just why I love you.
Because God made the stars to shine,
Because God made the ivy twine,
Because God made the sky so blue,
Because God made you, that's why I love you.
This little light of mine,
I’m goin’a let it shine;
This little light of mine,
I’m goin’a let it shine;
This little light of mine,
I’m goin’a let it shine;
Let it shine, let it shine, let it shine.
Hide it under a bush, Oh, No!
I’m goin’a let it shine;
Hide it under a bush, Oh, No!
I’m goin’a let it shine;
Hide it under a bush, Oh, No!
I’m goin’a let it shine;
Let it shine, let it shine, let it shine.
Don’t you go and (blow) it out,
I’m goin’a let it shine;
Don’t you go and (blow) it out,
I’m goin’a let it shine;
Don’t you go and (blow) it out,
I’m goin’a let it shine;
Let it shine, let it shine, let it shine.
Ev’rywhere I go,
I’m goin’a let it shine;
Ev’rywhere I go,
I’m goin’a let it shine;
Ev’rywhere I go,
I’m goin’a let it shine;
Let it shine, let it shine, let it shine.
Jesus is this light of mine,
I’m goin’a let it shine;
Jesus is this light of mine,
I’m goin’a let it shine;
Jesus is this light of mine,
I’m goin’a let it shine;
Let it shine, let shine, let it shine.
Twinkle, twinkle, little star,
how I wonder what you are.
Up above the world so high
Like a diamond in the sky.
Twinkle, twinkle, little star,
How I wonder what you are!
When the blazing sun goes down
Darkness falls all over town.
Then you show your tiny light,
Twinkling, twinkling throughout the night.
Twinkle, twinkle, little star,
How I wonder what you are!
Weary travelers in the dark
Thank you for your little spark.
Who could see which path to go,
If you did not twinkle so?
Twinkle, twinkle, little star,
How I wonder what you are!
In the dark sky you remain,
Peeking through the window pane,
And you never shut your eye
'Til the sun is in the sky.
Twinkle, twinkle, little star,
How I wonder what you are!
In the dark blue sky you keep,
And often through my curtains peep.
For
'Til the sun is in the sky.
Twinkle, twinkle, little star,
How I wonder what you are!
Away in a manger,
No crib for His bed
The little Lord Jesus
Laid down His sweet head
The stars in the bright sky
Looked down where He lay
The little Lord Jesus
Asleep on the hay
The cattle are lowing
The poor Baby wakes
But little Lord Jesus
No crying He makes
I love Thee, Lord Jesus
Look down from the sky
And stay by my side,
'Til morning is nigh.
Be near me, Lord Jesus,
I ask Thee to stay
Close by me forever
And love me I pray
Bless all the dear children
In Thy tender care.