Lay Me Down - Poem by Jacob Biehl
Now I lay me down to sleep,
pray the lord my soul to keep,
if I die before I wake,
pray the lord my soul to take,
and for heaven do or die,
as I watch behind closed eyes.
I enjoyed all of life's surprise,
Now should death's hand rise,
all I ask is for it quick and clean,
for fear in me well seam.
Rise or fall I cannot tell,
until death's droll bell toll.
In my body I was sealed,
Now I fly freely without fear,
If the lord should see me weep,
from my family will he keep,
for my sins shall I burn,
save but for fates fortunes turn.
Throughout life I have fought,
now it's slumber have me sought.
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