"What Child Is This" lyrics

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 lamb are feeding
Good Christian fear, for sinners here, the silent Word is pleading

Nails spears shall pierce him through, the cross he bore 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 a song on high, the virgin sings her lullaby
Joy joy for Christ is born, the babe the Son of Mary, (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

The babe the son of Mary
The babe the son of Mary