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 whom angels sing;
Haste, haste, to bring Him laud,
The Babe, the Son of Mary.

So bring Him incense, gold and myrrh,
Come peasant, king to own Him;
The King of kings salvation brings,

Let loving hearts enthrone Him.

Raise, raise the song on high,
The virgin sings her lullaby.
Joy, joy for Christ is born,
The Babe, the Son of Mary.

La, la-lala-la-na la-la la, la-la, la-la, la-la

What Child is this?

This, this is Christ the King,
Whom shepherds guard and whom angels sing;
Joy, joy for Christ is born,
The Babe, the Son of Mary.