Rock-A-Bye, Baby Jesus
(A
Song)
She was sitting by
the window,
Underneath the Christmas tree
(Hair all shiny, voice so
tiny);
Little rocker from age three.
She was singing to
her dolly
She held, oh, so tenderly;
Little mother, like one
other,
Rocking Jesus, I could see:
"Rock-a-bye, now,
baby Jesus.
Rock-a-bye and have sweet dreams.
Rock-a-bye my sweet and
precious,
Sleeping in the moonlight beams."
What a tender,
profound moment!
(She was unaware of me.)
When I saw her kiss her
dolly,
I bent down upon my knees.
"Rock-a-bye, now,
baby Jesus.
Rock-a-bye. You're safe and warm.
Rock-a-bye, now, don't You
worry.
I will keep You safe from harm."
So, my prayer was
silent, humble,
"Lord, in my life, let it be.
In the deepest part of my
heart
Let me keep that place for Thee!"
Rock-a-bye, my
precious Jesus.
Even now, the world is blind.
No more Baby, but a
Savior
Living in this heart of mine!
"Rock-a-bye, now,
baby Jesus.
Rock-a-bye. You're safe and warm.
Rock-a-bye, now. Don't You
worry.
I will keep You safe from harm!"
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