Oh dear the eye

That softly looks

Oh dear the heart

That fondly loves

Oh but a tender babe thou art

The graces all grow up with thee

Oh dear the wind

That pulls the trees

Oh dear the rain

That softly falls

Oh but a tender babe thou art

The graces all grow up with thee

Oh sweet the night

That holds your name

Oh sweet the star

That truly shines

Oh but a tender babe thou art

The graces all grow up with thee

Oh dear the eye

That softly looks

Oh dear the heart

That fondly loves

Oh but a tender babe thou art

The graces all grow up with thee