What Child is this who lay 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 mules are feeding? Good Christians fear for all 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 The King of kings salvation brings Let loving hearts enthrone Him