Now I Lay Me
Folded hands so soft and white,
Baby kneels at mama’s knee;
Gleams the flick’ring firelight
On his face and golden hair.
“Ev’rybody hush,” says he,
“Baby wants to say his prayer.”
“Now I lay me down to sleep,
Tell me if I say it right,
I can’t ’member ‘soul to keep’;
I’m so sleepy on my knees,
I can only say to-night,
God bless ev’rybody please.”