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 the 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 a** are feeding?

Good Christian fear: for sinners here

The silent Word is pleading

This, this is Christ the King

Whom shepherds guard and angels sing

Haste, haste to bring Him laud

The Babe, the Son of Mary

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!

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 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

Raise, raise, the song on high

The Virgin sings her lullaby:

Joy 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