Out on Judea's plain, far from the city's flame, A poor family welcomes in a tiny little boy, a life begins. Only one path for him, just as his father's kin. He's but a little peasant boy. With a voice sweet as angels and a touch soft as snow. Mother to son sings to him. Sleep, baby sleep all through the night While angels keep you 'til that night. Tho someday you'll proclaim "Come see the star!" Tonight sleep, my little boy, goodnight. Sweet little baby boy clutches his special toy. Upon his little drum softly taps, "pr-rum-pum-pum." Someday as heaven sings, he'll play before the King, A special gift to give his Lord. With a voice sweet as angels and a touch soft as snow Mother to son sings to him. Sleep, baby sleep all through the night While angels keep you 'til that night. Tho with King treble verse, with silver and gold Tonight sleep my little boy, goodnight. Tho wintry winds blew still. Tho night's sow brings a chill Still sacred star above shining forth the Father's love. Tonight is the night of nights. The blessed babe wrapped in white. Cradled by mother pure and fair. With a voice sweet as angels and a touch soft as snow, Mother to son sings to him. Sleep, baby sleep all through the night While angels keep your star burning bright Tho pain awaits thee on Calvary's hill, Tonight sleep my little king, goodnight. Tonight sleep my little king, goodnight.