Sleep,
Holy Child
by Ruth Duck Sleep, holy child,
now hid away from human heartbreak, hate and strife.
What will you know of peaceful days when even now they stalk your life?
Rest, Lamb of God, for comes the day when earth will judge you,
strike you, scorn.
Sleep soundly now as Mary smiles and holds you in her arms newborn.
Shine fragile life
this starry night, in sleep, unknowing sigh, and nod, for none on earth
can overcome the light in you that comes from God.
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