| Thomas R. Lounsbury, ed. (1838–1915). Yale Book of American Verse. 1912. |
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| Emma (Hart) Willard. 1787–1870 |
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| 7. Rocked in the Cradle of the Deep |
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| ROCKED in the cradle of the deep | |
| I lay me down in peace to sleep; | |
| Secure I rest upon the wave, | |
| For Thou, O Lord! hast power to save. | |
| I know Thou wilt not slight my call, | 5 |
| For Thou dost mark the sparrow's fall; | |
| And calm and peaceful shall I sleep, | |
| Rocked in the cradle of the deep. | |
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| When in the dead of night I lie | |
| And gaze upon the trackless sky, | 10 |
| The star-bespangled heavenly scroll, | |
| The boundless waters as they roll,— | |
| I feel Thy wondrous power to save | |
| From perils of the stormy wave: | |
| Rocked in the cradle of the deep, | 15 |
| I calmly rest and soundly sleep. | |
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| And such the trust that still were mine, | |
| Though stormy winds swept o'er the brine, | |
| Or though the tempest's fiery breath | |
| Roused me from sleep to wreck and death. | 20 |
| In ocean cave, still safe with Thee | |
| The germ of immortality! | |
| And calm and peaceful shall I sleep, | |
| Rocked in the cradle of the deep. | |
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