Rocked in the cradle of the deep,

I lay me down in peace to sleep;

Secure I rest upon the wave,

For thou, O Lord! hast power to save.

2 I know thou wilt not slight my call!

For thou dost mark the sparrow’s fall!

And calm and peaceful is my sleep,

Rocked in the cradle of the deep.

3 And such the trust that still were mine,

Though stormy winds swept o’er the brine,

Or though the tempest’s fiery breath

Roused me from sleep to wreck and death!

4 In ocean caves still safe with thee,

The germs of immortality;

And calm and peaceful is my sleep,

Rocked in the cradle of the deep.