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Never fear, darling, nor start at a sound;

Mother’s arm foldeth thee tenderly ’round.

Mother’s heart beats for thee; rest on it, love;

Mother’s voice sings for thee, soft as a dove.

Go to sleep, baby, and grow to be strong.

Mother will teach thee a beautiful song;

Beautiful song that together we’ll sing

In the Bright Land, that forever is Spring.

O soft, little feet, lie still in the wrap,

For ten little toes are needing a nap;

One little hand reaches up for a kiss;

Baby can’t sleep without mother’s caress!

But mother is worn and weary to-night,

Go to sleep, baby, till morning is bright.

Mother wakes easy; don’t fear if she nod;

For nobody loves like mother and God.