(Traditional)



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 christian fear for sinners here

The silent world 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 incense 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