Little Precious, Sleepy Head










Three Kings from East went ahead

that very solemn night

Mary fulfilled her test.

Stars were snitchers

at best.





As the Three Wise carried gifts

of myrrhs and golds;

Little precious sleepy head

carried peace and love

to impoverished world.





How lucky were the sheep

in the manger staring in awe

of that Face I long to touch–

Little precious sleepy head,

I hope You know.








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