Songs We Like to Sing


Published 1912
Rocked in the Cradle of the Deep

     Emma WillardJoseph P. Knight


Rocked in the cradle of the deep,
I lay me down in peace to sleep;
Secure I rest upon the wave,
For thour, O Lord, hast pow'r to save.
I know thou wilt not slight my call,
For thou dost mark the sparrow's fall;
And calm and peaceful is my sleep
Rocked in the cradle of the deep;
And calm and peaceful is my sleep,
Rocked in the cradle of the deep.

Such be the trust that still were mine,
Tho' stormy winds sweep o'er the brine,
Or tho' the tempest's fiery breath
Rouse me from sleep to wreck and death;
In ocean cave, still safe with thee,
The germ of immortality.
And calm and peaceful is my sleep
Rocked in the cradle of the deep;
And calm and peaceful is my sleep,
Rocked in the cradle of the deep.








© 1999, Lynn Waterman