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