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

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 incense, gold, and myrrh

Come peasant, come 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

This, this is Christ your 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

Ooh, born in a manger, laid in some hay

They just didn't know who you were

Ooh, You were born in a stable, so far away

O, we just didn't know who You were

Yes, sweet little Jesus, boy

Sweet little Jesus, boy, oh

Didn't know who, who you were