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.
Of Mary.
Why lies he in such mean estate
Where ox and ass are feeding
Christian fear for sinners hear
The silent Word is pleading
Pleading
Pleading, oh!
Nails spear shall pierce Him through
The cross be born for me, for you
Hail, hail the word made flesh
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.
Of Mary.