Mary Was Watching
Mary was watching tenderly
Her little Son;
Softly the mother sang to sleep
Her darling One.
Sleep, lovely Child, be now at rest,
Thou son of Light,
Sleep, pretty fledgling in thy nest,
All through the night!
Mary has spread your manger bed;
Sleep little Dove,
God's creatures all draw near to praise;
Crown of my love.
Sleep, little Pearl, Creator Lord,
Our homage take,
Bees bring you honey from their hoard,
When you awake.
- from the Czechoslovakian, a traditional carol
