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Gentle waves upon the deep
Murmur soft as thou dost sleep,
Little birds upon the tree
Sing their sweetest songs to thee,
Cooling gales with voices low,
In the treetops gently blow.
When thou dost in slumber lie,
All things love thee, so do I.
When thou wak'st the sea will pour
Treasure for thee to the shore;
And the earth in plant and tree,
Bring forth fruit and flow'rs for thee.
While the glorious stars above,
Shine on thee like trusting love,
When thou dost in slumber lie,
All things love thee, so do I.
