What Child is This?

What Child is this who, laid to rest
On Mary's lap is sleeping?
Whom angels greet with anthems sweet
While shepherds watch are keeping?

So bring Him incense, gold and myrrh
Come peasant, king, to own Him
The King of kings salvation brings
Let loving hearts enthrone Him

This, this is Christ the King
Whom shepherds guard and angels sing
Haste, haste to bring Him laud
The Babe, the Son of Mary

So raise, raise a song on high
The virgin sings her lullaby
Oh joy, oh joy for Christ is born
The Babe, the Son of Mary

This, this is Christ the King
Whom shepherds guard and angels sing
Haste, haste to bring Him laud
The Babe, the Son of Mary

Why lies He in such mean estate
Where ox and ass are feeding?
The end of fear for all who hear
A silent Word is speaking

This, this is Christ the King (ooh)
Whom shepherds guard and angels sing (ooh)
Haste, haste to bring Him laud (ooh)
The Babe, the Son of Mary (ooh)

Nails, fierce shall pierce Him through
The cross He'll bear for me and you
Hail, hail the Word made flesh
The Babe, the Son of Mary

The Babe, the Son of Mary
The Babe, the Son



Credits
Writer(s): Eliza King
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