What Child Is This

What child is this who lay to rest
On Mary's lap is sleeping
Whom angels greet with anthem sweet
While shepherds watch are keeping

This, this is Christ the King
Whom shepherds guard and angels sing
Haste, haste to bring him love
The babe, the son of Mary

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

Praise, praise the Son on high
The virgin sings her lullaby
Joy, joy for Christ is born
The babe, the son of Mary
The babe, the son of Mary (Mary)

And lo the angel of the Lord came upon them
And the glory of the Lord shown 'round about them
And they were so afraid
And the angel said unto them
"Fear not, for behold I bring you good tidings of great joy
Which shall be to all people
For unto you is born this day in the city of David
A Savior which is Christ the Lord

And this shall be a sign unto you
You shall find the babe wrapped in swaddling clothes and lying in a manger"
And suddenly there was with the angel
A multitude of heavenly hosts, praising God and saying
"Glory to God in the highest (Glory to God in the highest)"
And on Earth, peace, goodwill toward men