jESUS let me sleep soundly
Adapted from the Welsh of Cynan(Albert Evans Jones)
Jesus let me sleep so soundly
for my soul is racked and turned
I cannot rest here while around me
dark hours come and no rest is earned
Oh that a gentle breeze could come to me
from my mountain far over there
as if i heard it just now whispering sweetly
to listen to the days when I had no care
Gentle lulling slow,delicious
a half keyed in,sad ,lovely tune
as sweet nothings from a sweetheart
caught in love's sigh and smile I knew
Song old current of Talcymerau stream
as it passes the sweetest gorse branch
as if murmuring our nightly prayer dream
the silent stars are candles now
Oh that a gentle breeze could come to me
from my mountain far over there
as if I heard it just now whispering sweetly
of better days when I had no cares
