"For He gives to His beloved sleep." Psalm 127:2
Sweet Sleep
His shoulder is my pillow
on which I lay my head.
Strong arms become my cradle
where I make my bed.
His bosom is my blanket
like His love; it keeps me warm.
I'll not fear for the night
safe in the care of the Lord.
The rhythm of His heartbeat
is my lullaby to sleep.
His tender eyes overlooking,
His beloved, He will keep.
A gentle kiss goodnight,
a hug from above.
I sleep sound and secure;
wrapped in His abundant love.
Author ~ Joyce Andrews Bickel
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