Six Preludes Op23 no 5 - Alla marcia

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Sweet baby, sing What ails, my dear? What ails, my darling, thus to cry? Be still, my child, and lend thine ear To hear me sing thy lullaby Sweet baby, then For better weaning Sleep still, my dear Sweet baby, sleep Whilst thus thy lullaby I sing More thee great blessings driving be Thy eldest brother is a king And hath thy kingdom brought to thee Sweet baby, then For better weaning Sleep still, my dear Sweet baby, sleep When God with us was dwelling here In little babes he took delight Such innocence as thou, my dear How ever precious in his sight! Sweet baby, then For better weaning Sleep still, my dear Sweet baby, sleep A little infant once was he And strength in weakness then forsaked The poor his virgin mother see That power to thee in might he conveyed Sweet baby, then For better weaning Sleep still, my dear Sweet baby, sleep The King of kings, when he was born Had not so much for outward deeds While in such dressings were not born Nor so much like swaddling clothes as these Sweet baby, then For better weaning Sleep still, my dear Sweet baby, sleep The wounds that he did then sustain Have purchased wealth, my babe, for thee And by his torments and his pain I rest and live secure at thee Sweet baby, then For better weaning Sleep still, my dear Sweet baby, sleep