Christmas Lullaby Lyrics - On Praying Ground - Doc Watson

Hush my babe, lie still and slumber 

Holy angels guard thy bed 

Heavenly blessings without number 

Gently stealing on thy head. 

How much better art thou attended 

Than the son of God could be 

When from Heaven he descended 

And became a child like thee 

Soft and easy is thy cradle 

Coarse and hard the Savior lay 

When his birthplace was a stable 

Related 

23 One Hit Wonders You Still Can't Get Out Of Your Head 

Love Stinks, So Here Are 15 Anti-Valentine's Day Songs 

Modern Love: The Best Top 40 Love Songs For Valentine's Day 

And his softest bed was hay 

Hush my babe lie still and slumber 

Holy angels guard thy bed 

Heavenly blessings without number 

Gently stealing on thy head. 

Photos