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 praise the babe, the son of mary he lies in such a lowly place where ox and ass are feeding the end of fear for all who hear the silent word is speaking this, this is christ the king whom shepherds guard and angels sing haste, haste to bring him praise the babe, the son of mary so bring him incense, gold and myrrh, come peasant king to love 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 praise the babe, the son of mary raise, raise the song on high, the virgin sings her lullaby: joy, joy for christ is born, the babe, the son of mary.