 | Samuel Johnson - 1779 - 400 pàgines
...CRADLE HYM N. HUSH ! my dear, lie Hill and flumber, Holy angels guard thy bed ! Heavenly bleffings without number Gently falling on thy head. Sleep, my babe ; thy food and raiment, Houfe and home thy friends provide ; All without thy care or payment, All thy wants are well fupply'd.... | |
 | English poets - 1790 - 264 pàgines
...TTUSH ! my dear, lie ftill and flumber, •*• •*• Holy angels guard thy bed ! Heavenly bleffings without number Gently falling on thy head. Sleep, my babe ; thy food and raiment, Houfe and home thy friends provide ; All without thy care or payment. All thy wants are well fupply'd.... | |
 | Vicesimus Knox - 1791 - 510 pàgines
...WATTS. TTUSH ! my dear, lie ftill and (lumber, ^ ^ Holy angels guard thy bed ! Heav'nly blelfings, without number, Gently falling on thy head. Sleep, my babe ; thy food and raiment. Houle and home thy friends provide ; All without thy eare or payment, All thy wants are well lupply'd.... | |
 | Vicesimus Knox - 1791 - 966 pàgines
...Hymn. WATTS. TJUSH ! my dear, lie ftill and number, " Holy angels guard thy bed ! Hcav'nlv blcffings, tracts( Zare Grecian ghofts, that in battle were flain, And unburied remain Ing Houle and home, thy friends provide; All without thy care or payment. All thy wants arc well fupplicd.... | |
 | Robert Anderson - 1795 - 972 pàgines
...Heavenly bleffingswithout number Gently falling co thy head. Sleep, my babe ; thy food and raiment, H oufe and home thy friends provide ; All without thy care or payment. All thy wants arc well fupply'd. How much better thou'rt attended Than the Son of God could be, When from heaven... | |
 | Vicesimus Knox - 1796 - 574 pàgines
...Hymn. WATTS. TjUSH! my dear, lie ftill and number, *^ Holy angels guard thy bed I Hcav'nly bleiiings, without number, Gently falling on thy head. Sleep, my babe ! thy food and raiment, Houfe and home, thy friends provide ; All without thy care. or payment, All thy wants are well fupplied.... | |
 | Moravian Church - 1809 - 430 pàgines
...number Gently falling on thy head. HUSH, dear child,lie still and slumber, Holy angels guard thy bed ! 2 Sleep, my babe; thy food and raiment, House and home, thy friends provide, All without thy care and payment, All thy wants are well supply'd. 3 How much better thou'rt attended Than the Son of God... | |
 | Samuel Johnson - 1810 - 556 pàgines
...persuaded to permit it to appear in public, at the end of these Songs for Children. A CRADLE HYMN. HUSH ! my dear, lie still and slumber, Holy angels...Heavenly blessings without number Gently falling on thy bead. Sleep, my babe; thy food and raiment, House and home, thy friends provide; All without thy care... | |
 | Isaac Watts - 1800 - 82 pàgines
...Cradle Hymn. HUSH ! my dear, lie ftill and fiumber, Holy Angels guard thy Bed ! Heav'nly Bleffings without Number Gently falling on thy Head. Sleep, my Babe ; thy Food and Raiment, Houfe and Home thy Friends provide ; All without thy Care or Payment, All thy Wants are well fupply'd.... | |
 | New Church gen. confer - 1844 - 496 pàgines
...children that they are under the guardianship of angels, and to soothe them with the sweet lines, " Hush ! my dear, lie still and slumber, Holy angels guard thy bed ;" but as for believing that these lines contain sober fact, — to believe in any such thing is regarded... | |
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How much better thou'rt attended Than the- Son of God could be, When from heaven He descended And became a child like thee... 
