Oh sleep, oh sleep, I see
Of funny pleasant dreams
Where the sky is my home
And angels croon
The alleluia tune.
Oh sleep, oh sleep, I think,
I see death is so meek
To be a benign lamb
That chews the cord
with happy throng.
And sleep, my sleep, don’t lie,
Where life is a flowery plant
And by grace my hands
So soft, as cotton
And gracious as light.
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