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Lie down my dear sister
won’t you lie and take your rest
Won’t you lay your head
upon your savior's breast
For though I love you
Jesus loves you best
Goodnight
Goodnight
Goodnight
One of these mornings
Bright and early and fine
Goodnight
Not a cricket, not a spirit
going to shout me on
Goodnight
Though I walk through the valley
of the shadow of death
Goodnight
His rod and his staff
they comfort me
Goodnight
Oh, John the wine
he saw the sign
Goodnight
John said I’ve seen
a number of signs
Goodnight
Tell A for the Ark
that wonderful boat
Goodnight
