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 ass are feeding?   Good Christians, fear for sinners here   The silent word 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      This, this is Christ the King   Whom shepherds guard and angels sing   Joy, joy, for Christ is born   The babe, the son of Mary