Sleep Come Quickly

Sleep come quickly, come deeply, come soon
Let me drift off to Netherlands where my spirit is free.

Let me run with the angels on streets made of gold.
Let me bow with the saints as we worship our Lord.

Let me sit with my Father, who's gone on before
as we speak words of love that we couldn't before.

Sleep come quickly.

(Copyright© 2011 Jan Christiansen. All rights reserved.)

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