Amid the roses Mary sits and rocks her Jesus-Child While amid the treetops sighs the breeze so warm and mild And soft and sweetly sings a bird upon the bough Ah, Baby, dear one Slumber now. Happy is Thy laughter; holy is Thy silent rest Lay Thy head in slumber fondly on Thy mother’s breast Ah, Baby, dear one Slumber now. The Virgin’s Slumber Song. Divine Office: Liturgy of the Hours
