The Last Sleep
Turn back the sheets to be under
Mind not storm and mind not thunder
Sleep -O, sleep to be the wonder
See not the ghost eye stark!
Shut out ghostly faces hailing
Till the morning and the wailing
And the ghostly voices failing
Fear not the dark!
Move into days not to number
Move into a gentle somber
Move into the mist and slumber
Fear not the evil bark.
Hear not ghostly voices calling
Hear not of your sprit falling
Hear not of your scream appalling
Fear not the dark!
See not ghostly mist go yearning
See not ghostly spirits turning
See not ghostly light hell burning
Fear not the ghost eye stark!
Touch the wind cold and sleeting
Touch the cold heart stop beating
Touch the light glowing fleeting
Fear not the dark!
I give to you not a warning
I give to you gifts of morning
I give to you no bell horning
Fear not the evil bark.
Sleep in peace evil out-driven
Sleep in peace fear un-shriven
Sleep in peace so be forgiven
Fear not the dark!
Sleep not craven or unseemly
With no night light gleaming dimly
See no ghost-face watching grimly
Fear not the ghost eye stark!
Faith of heart, must not be taken
Or from shadows of night shaken
Never will you be forsaken
Fear not the dark!
Copyright © Mike Samford | Year Posted 2007
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