What child is this, who, laid to rest On Mary's lap, is sleeping? Whom angels greet with anthems sweet, While all the good shepherds watch are keeping? 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! O' Raise, O' raise this song on high, His Mother sings her lullaby: Joy, joy, for Christ is born, The Babe, the Son of Mary! [Solo] What child is this, What child is this This, this is Christ the King, Whom shepherds guard and angels sing Hail, hail the Word made flesh, The Babe,and the Son of Mary. The Babe, of Mary.