Sleep softly and well, my dear child,
Since the angels are with you;
They see the face of God;
They keep watch here and do not slumber.

You sleep and lie upon a soft bed the while;
Your Saviour lay upon straw and hay,
In a dark stable, upon wood and stone;
You lie in your little cradle. 

No one disturbs your sleep and rest;
He was plagued by a thousand foes.
You live without a single vexation,
While He suffered misery.

May God bless your mother's womb;
Increase, flourish, and grow to be big,
Devout and rich in your soul,
And like your Jesus in wisdom.

May God fill you with grace and light,
That you may be a blessing to others,
And become a tree that bestows shade,
You little plant, faithfully loved by God.

God is a true friend of children
When they are students of His wisdom,
Just as is His Son Jesus Christ,
Who blesses, caresses and kisses the children.

Be, like the dear child Jesus,
Righteous, faithful and devout in spirit;
This little child walked the path of virtue
And was subservient to His elders.

May your God glorify in you
Forever and ever His dear Christ-child;
So that your soul recognizes and comprehends
What a treasure you have in the little child Jesus.

What Jesus is and is called and does
He is and is does for your benefit;
Your great misery was the sole reason
That He had to become a child like you.

For those who keep faith with this Child,
The kingdom is prepared,
There, be they little children or adults, with Him
They shall share the same birthright and destiny. 

On earth, how soon are the duties 
Imposed by our God accomplished;
Only a brief "Now" remains,
And the final sleep.

Soon we shall be wakened by the last trumpet,
Soon Christ shall ascend to the throne
As shall everyone who here was united with Him
In danger, was scorned, poor and miserable.

Sleep, dear child, sleep untroubled;
Should God give you wisdom and years,
Then grow in spirit day and night,
Until God finally gives you eternal joy.