Sweet Baby, Sleep

1. Sweet baby, sleep; what ails my dear?
    What ails my darling thus to cry?
Be still, my child, and lend thine ear
    to hear me sing thy lullaby.
        My pretty lamb, forbear to weep;
        Be still, my dear; sweet baby, sleep.

2. Whilst thus thy lullaby I sing,
    For thee great blessings ripening be;
Thine eldest brother is a king,
    And hath a kingdom bought for thee.
        Sweet baby, then, forebear to weep,
        Be still, my dear; sweet baby, sleep.

3. When God with us was dwelling here,
  In little babes he to,Ok delight:
Such innocents as then, my dear,
    Are ever precious in his sight.
        Sweet baby, then, forbear to weep;
        Be still, my dear; sweet baby, sleep.

4. A little infant once was he,
    And Strength-in-Weakness then was laid
Upon his virgin-mother's knee,
    That power to thee might be conveyed.
        Sweet baby, then, forbear to weep;
        Be still, my dear; sweet baby, sleep.

5. The King of kings when he was born,
    Had not so much for outward case;
By him such dressings were not worn,
    Nor suchlike swaddling-clothes as these.
        Sweet baby, then, forbear to weep;
        Be still, my dear; sweet baby, sleep.

6. The wants that He did then sustain
    Have purchased wealth, my babe, for thee,
And by His torments and His pain
    Thy rest and ease securëd be.
        Sweet baby, then, forbear to weep;
        Be still, my dear; sweet baby, sleep.