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.
Though I roam a minstrel lonely,
All through the night;
My true harp shall praise thee only,
All through the night.
Love's young dream, alas! is over,
Yet my strains of love shall hover,
Near the presence of my lover,
All through the night.
Hark! A solemn bell is ringing,
Clear through the night;
Thou, my love, art heav'nward winging,
Home through the night.
Earthly dust from off the shaken,
Soul immortal shalt not waken,
With thy last dim journey taken,
Home through the night.