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Poem August 24, 1870

The Newberry Herald

Newberry, Newberry County, South Carolina

What is this article about?

A sentimental poem praising a child's innocent recitation of the bedtime prayer 'Now I lay me down to sleep,' reflecting on its piety and the speaker's wish to echo it at death, published in Putnam's Magazine.

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Beautiful are the following lines entitled "Now I lay me down to sleep."

Golden head so lowly bending,
Little feet so white and bare,
Dewy eyes, half shut, half opened,
Lisping out her evening prayer.

Well she knows when she is saying,
"Now I lay me down to sleep,
'Tis to God that she is praying—
Praying Him her soul to keep.

Half asleep, and murmuring faintly,
"If I should die before I wake'—
Tidy fingers clasped so saintly—
"I pray the Lord my soul to take."

Oh, the rapture sweet, unbroken,
Of the soul who wrote that prayer!
Children's myriad voices floating
Up to heaven, record it there,

If, of all that has been written,
I could choose what might be mine,
It should be that child's petition
Rising to the throne divine.

While the muffled bells were ringing.
"Earth to earth, and dust to dust,
My free soul, on faith depending—
Faith, and love, and perfect trust—

Would approach Him, humbly praying
(All the little ones around),
"Jesus, Savior, take thy servant;
Give to her thy children's crown."

—Putnam's Magazine.

What sub-type of article is it?

Hymn Ode

What themes does it cover?

Religious Faith Death Mourning

What keywords are associated?

Childs Prayer Evening Prayer Bedtime Prayer Soul To Keep Divine Petition Faith Trust

What entities or persons were involved?

—Putnam's Magazine.

Poem Details

Title

Now I Lay Me Down To Sleep.

Author

—Putnam's Magazine.

Subject

Child's Evening Prayer

Form / Style

Rhymed Stanzas

Key Lines

"Now I Lay Me Down To Sleep, 'Tis To God That She Is Praying— Praying Him Her Soul To Keep. "If I Should Die Before I Wake'— Tidy Fingers Clasped So Saintly— "I Pray The Lord My Soul To Take." It Should Be That Child's Petition Rising To The Throne Divine.

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