Classic Poem

When my sun of life is low,
When the dewy shadows creep,
Say for me before I go,
“Now I lay me down to sleep.”

I am at the journey's end,
I have sown and I must reap;
There are no more ways to mend—
Now I lay me down to sleep.

Nothing more to doubt or dare,
Nothing more to give or keep;
Say for me the children's prayer,
“Now I lay me down to sleep.”

Who has learned along the way—
Primrose path or stony steep—
More of wisdom than to say,
“Now I lay me down to sleep.”

What have you more wise to tell
When the shadows round me creep?…
All is over, all is well!
Now I lay me down to sleep.