Lyrics:

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 Christian, Fear
for Sinners Here,
the Silent Word Is Pleading
nails, Spear, Shall Pierce Him Through,
the Cross Be Borne, For Me And You
hail, Hail The Word Made Flesh,
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.
raise, Raise The Song On High,
the Virgin Sings Her Lullaby
joy, Joy, For Christ Is Born,
the Babe, The Son Of Mary.
this Is The Son Of Mary.