Hush You My Baby - Brendon Sensenig

1 Hush you, my baby the night wind is cold,
The lambs from the hillside are safe in the fold.
Sleep with the starlight and wake with the morn,
The Lord of all glory a baby is born.

2 Hush you, my baby, so soon to be grown,
Watching by moonlight on mountains alone,
Toiling and trav‘ling, so sleep while you can,
Till the Lord of all glory is seen as a man.

3 Hush you, my baby, the years will not stay;
The cross on the hilltop the end of the way.
Dim through the darkness, in grief and in gloom,
The Lord of all glory lies cold in a tomb.

4 Hush you, my baby, the Father on high
In pow’r and dominion the darkness puts by;
Bright from the shadows, the seal and the stone,
The Lord of all glory returns to his own.

5 Hush you, my baby, the sky turns to gold;
The lambs on the hillside are loose from the fold;
Fast fades the midnight and new springs the morn,
For the Lord of all glory a Savior is born.