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 is Christ the King
Whom shepherds guard and Angels sing
From our hearts our praises ring
To the Babe, the Son of Mary
Oh, raise a song on high
His Mother sings her lullaby
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 is Christ the King
Whom shepherds guard and Angels sing
From our hearts our praises ring
To the Babe, the Son of Mary
Oh, raise a song on high
His Mother sings her lullaby
This is Christ the King
Whom shepherds guard and Angels sing
From our hearts our praises ring
To the Babe, the Son of Mary
Oh, raise a song on high
His Mother sings her lullaby
This is Christ the King
Whom shepherds guard and Angels sing
From our hearts our praises ring
To the Babe, the Son of Mary
Oh, raise a song on high
His Mother sings her lullaby
