Now I lay thee down to sleep,
So close your eyes, my tired sheep.
The morning flies on wings of prayer,
To those who trust I’m always there.

N ow I lay thee down to sleep,
My precious child, your life I keep.
Thou shalt not toss, nor turn, nor sigh,
I slumber not, I reign on high!

N ow I lay thee down to sleep,
Your loved ones, child, trust me to keep.
No evil frightens me, no night
So black it can put out my light.  

N ow I lay thee down to sleep,
Your worries, child, give me to keep.
Please let me hold tomorrow’s dread,
And turn it into faith instead.

© Kathleen Gibson


The above poem is excerpted from my book, West Nile Diary: One Couple's Triumph Over A Deadly Disease.
The words are a biblically accurate depiction of our God who never abandons us, even in our darkest hours.
So many people have responded to its publication with requests to copy the poem for their own use that we're posting it here for greater use by others. As its author, I feel God provided these words to bless. You have my permission to reproduce a reasonable amount of copies for your own personal, private, non-profit use and to share with others.

We'd be blessed to hear how "Our Shepherd's Good Night" has encouraged you or someone you know.
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