The Virgin stills the crying
Of Jesus sleepless lying;
And singing for his pleasure
Thus calls upon her Treasure,
My darling, do not weep, My Jesu, sleep!

O Lamb, my love inviting,
O Star, my soul delighting,
O Flow'r of mine own bearing,
O Jewel past comparing!
My Darling, do not weep, My Jesu, sleep!

My Child, of Might indwelling,
My Sweet, all sweets excelling,
Of Bliss the Fountain flowing,
The Dayspring ever glowing.
My Darling, do not weep, My Jesu, sleep!

My Joy, my Exultation,
My spirit's Consolation;
My Son, my Spouse, my Brother,
O listen to thy Mother.
My Darling, do not weep, My Jesu, sleep!

Say, wouldst thou heavenly sweetness,
Or love of answering meetness?
Or is sweet music wanting?
Ho! Angels raise your chanting!
My Darling, do not weep, My Jesu, sleep!