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?

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?

Good Christian, fear, for sinners here

The silent Word is pleading

Nails, spear shall pierce Him through

The Cross be borne for me, for you;

Hail, hail, the Word made flesh

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

Raise, raise the song on high

The Virgin sing her lullaby

Joy, joy, for Christ is born

The Babe, the Son of Mary