Love, fear not if sad thy dreaming
All through the night,
Through o'ercast, bright stars are gleaming
All through the night.
Joy will come to thee at morning,
Life with sunny hope adorning,
Though sad dreams may give dark warning
All through the night.
Angels watching ever round thee
All through the night,
In thy slumbers close surround thee
All through the night.
They should of all fear disarm thee,
No forebodings should alarm thee,
They will let no peril harm thee,
All through the night.
Singer: Sir Willard White Music: Ar Hyd y Nos | Translation: Walter Maynard (Thomas Willert Beale)