Sleep my baby in your sweet manger,
Sleep my child in your trundle bed.
The new born lamb needs to fear no danger,
For three small angels watch overhead.
And three Wise Men are on their way,
And it will soon be Christmas day.

Sleep my baby for when you waken,
There’ll be wonderful things to see -
A bright new star from the heavens taken,
Shining high on your Christmas tree,
And shining treasures hung below,
Just as they were long, long ago.

Sleep my baby, for on the morrow,
There’ll be wonderful things to do.
The ox, the lamb and the wee small burro,
Will be coming to play with you.
And they are blessed for blessed He them,
When he was born in Bethlehem.