Christmas Eve Prayer for my Children

Hush! my dear, lie still and slumber,
Holy angels guard thy bed!
Heavenly blessings without number

Gently falling on thy head.

How much better thou 'rt attended
Than the Son of God could be,
When from heaven He descended
And became a child like thee!

May'st thou live to know and fear Him,
Trust and love Him all thy days;
Then go dwell forever near Him
See His face, and sing His praise.

Isaac Watts
1709