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 cattle are feeding

Good Christians 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 him insence, 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