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?


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!


Raise, raise the song on high!

His mother sings her lullaby.

Joy! joy! for Christ is born,

The babe, and the son of Mary!


What child is this,

What child is this,

What child is this,


This, this is Christ the King,

Whom shepherds guard and angels sing

Haste, haste to bring Him laud,

The babe, the son of Mary!