Dream of loveliest beauty in thine hour of sleep,
Harold, baby boy.
Lullaby, lullaby, lullaby.
Catch the sweetest glimpses of the heavenly bliss,
While the holy angels bless thee with a kiss.
Lullaby, lullaby.
So shall mamma feel a breath
Of celestial power,
To beautify the ministry,
Of baby's waking hour.
Lullaby, lullaby, lullaby,
Harold, baby boy.
Lullaby, lullaby.