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

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

The Babe, the Son of Mary, Mary

Kristyn: And, lo, the angel of the Lord came upon them

And the glory of the Lord shone round about them

And they were sore afraid

Kelsi: And the angel said unto them Fear not:

For, behold, I bring you good tidings of great joy,

which shall be to all people. For unto you is born this day

in the city of David a Savior, which is Christ the Lord

Kassidy: And this shall be a sign unto you; Ye shall find the babe

Wrapped in swaddling clothes, lying in a manger.

And suddenly there was with the angel a multitude of heavenly host

Praising God, and saying Glory to God in the highest, and on earth

peace, good will toward men