Chorus:
Come to the cradle,
Come and find peace.
Alone in the cradle,
Simplicity sleeps.
Behold, perfect wisdom
So gentle and mild
In the innocent, upward
Trusting glance of a child.

Come hear the call
Of sweet sighs in the dark
Their touch is tender;
It touches your heart.
The bustle and business
Lasts year after year.
But this little baby
Won't always be here.

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When God gives a gift,
He wraps it up in a child.
He made them,
Loves them
So wondrously wild.
And so you are chosen
And called out for prayer.
So come to the cradle,
He waits for you there.

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In the innocent, upward,
Trusting glance of a child.