What Child Is This

VERSE 1

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

VERSE 2

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

VERSE 3

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 sings her lullaby
Joy, joy, for Christ is born
The Babe the Son of Mary