| Edmund Clarence Stedman, ed. (18331908). An American Anthology, 17871900. 1900. |
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| 896. Now I Lay Me Down to Sleep |
| | | By Eugene Henry Pullen |
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| NOW I lay me down to sleep: | |
| I pray the Lord my soul to keep, | |
| Was my childhoods early prayer | |
| Taught by my mothers love and care. | |
| Many years since then have fled; | 5 |
| Mother slumbers with the dead; | |
| Yet methinks I see her now, | |
| With love-lit eye and holy brow, | |
| As, kneeling by her side to pray, | |
| She gently taught me how to say, | 10 |
| Now I lay me down to sleep: | |
| I pray the Lord my soul to keep. | |
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| Oh! could the faith of childhoods days, | |
| Oh! could its little hymns of praise, | |
| Oh! could its simple, joyous trust | 15 |
| Be recreated from the dust | |
| That lies around a wasted life, | |
| The fruit of many a bitter strife! | |
| Oh! then at night in prayer I d bend, | |
| And call my God, my Father, Friend, | 20 |
| And pray with childlike faith once more | |
| The prayer my mother taught of yore, | |
| Now I lay me down to sleep: | |
| I pray the Lord my soul to keep. | |
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