Oh dear the eye That softly looks Oh dear the heart That fondly loves Oh but a tender babe thou art The graces all grow up with thee Oh dear the wind That pulls the trees Oh dear the rain That softly falls Oh but a tender babe thou art The graces all grow up with thee Oh sweet the night That holds your name Oh sweet the star That truly shines Oh but a tender babe thou art The graces all grow up with thee Oh dear the eye That softly looks Oh dear the heart That fondly loves Oh but a tender babe thou art The graces all grow up with thee