Christmas eve song


Oh, hush thee, little Dear-my-Soul
The evening shades are falling
Hush thee, my dear, dost thou not hear
The voice of the Master calling

Deep lies the snow upon the earth
But all the sky is ringing
With joyous song, and all night long
The stars shall dance, with singing

Oh, hush thee, little Dear-my-Soul
And close thine eyes in dreaming
And angels fair shall lead thee where
The singing stars are beaming

A shepherd calls his little lambs
And he longeth to caress them
He bids them rest upon his breast
That his tender love may bless them

So, hush thee, little Dear-my-Soul
Whilst evening shades are falling
And above the song of the heavenly throng
Thou shalt hear the Master calling


© Eugene Field

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