The Apple of His Eye

Hush, dear little one
Please, do not cry
Just be still and hear
Your Pappa’s lullaby

Hush, dear little one
Please, do not cry
Just look up and see
you’re the apple of my eye

Be still, sweet little one
There’s no need to despair
You are embraced
by my love and my care

Be still, sweet little one
There’s no need to weep
I’m the Defender
of the poor and the weak

Be still, precious child
Come and soundly sleep
Content and assured
My love for you runs deep