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

Peace, peace to all he brings

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

This, this is Christ the King

Whom shepherds guard and angels sing

Peace, peace to all he brings

The babe, the son of Mary

So bring Him incense, gold, and myrrh

Come peasant king to know him

The King of kings salvation brings

Let loving hearts enthrone Him

This, this is Christ the King

Whom shepherds guard and angels sing

Peace, peace to all he brings

The babe, the son of Mary