By Night when Others Soundly Slept
by Anne Bradstreet (1612 – 1672)
1 By night when others soundly slept
2 And hath at once both ease and Rest,
3 My waking eyes were open kept
4 And so to lie I found it best.
5 I sought him whom my Soul did Love,
6 With tears I sought him earnestly.
7 He bow’d his ear down from Above.
8 In vain I did not seek or cry.
9 My hungry Soul he fill’d with Good;
10 He in his Bottle put my tears,
11 My smarting wounds washt in his blood,
12 And banisht thence my Doubts and fears.
13 What to my Saviour shall I give
14 Who freely hath done this for me?
15 I’ll serve him here whilst I shall live
16 And Loue him to Eternity.