Roses whisper goodnight

Neath silvery light

Asleep in the dew

They hide from our view

When the dawn peepeth through

God will wake them and you

When the dawn peepeth through

God will wake them and you

Slumber sweetly my dear

For the angels are near

To watch over you

The silent night through

And to bear you above

To the dream land of love

And to bear you above

To the dream land of love