What Child is this, who lays 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 praise,
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 praise,
The Babe, the Son of Mary

This, this is Christ the King
Whom shepherds guard and angels sing
Haste, oh haste to bring Him praise,
The Babe, the Son of Mary
The Babe, the Son of Mary