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

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

Nails and spear shall pierce Him through

The cross be born for me, for you

Hail, hail, the Word made flesh

The Babe, the Son of Mary

Why lies He in such mean estate

Where ox and lamb are feeding?

Good Christian, fear, for sinners here

The silent Word is pleading