#290 - In Her Little Bed We Laid Her

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• Composer:
  • Charles Albert White (1829-1892), 1870
• Also known as:
  • In Her “Little Bed” We Laid Her
  • answer to Put Me In My Little Bed
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• Incipit: 346531774457654334653116421365231
• Condensed Incipit: 34653174576543465316421365231
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• Lyrics:
  In her “little bed” we laid her,
  When the roses lost their bloom,
  And a valley grave we made her,
  Close beside her mother's tomb.
  Little birdie sang his sad notes,
  As her spirit passed away,
  Ere she sought the home of angels,
  In the land of perfect day.
  
  chorus:
  Little birdie, sing your sweetest,
  For darling is an angel now;
  She is free from pain and sorrow,
  With love's upon her heavenly brow.
  
  Far too lovely was our darling,
  For this cold and bitter life,
  And although we weap to miss her,
  She is free from mortal worldly strife.
  And we dream her angel mother,
  Strokes again her darling's head,
  And amid angelic music,
  Lays her in her little bed.
  
  Little birdie, sing your sweetest,
  Darling is an angel now,
  She is free from pain and sorrow,
  With love's upon her heavenly brow.
  Happy child and happy mother,
  Reunited ne'er to part,
  In the angel home above us,
  Let this cheer our mournful heart.
  
  
  • W. Dexter Smith Jr (1842-1909), 1870