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 praise
  the babe, the son of mary
    he lies in such a lowly place
  where ox and ass are feeding
  the end of fear for all who hear
  the silent word is speaking
    this, this is christ the king
  whom shepherds guard and angels sing
  haste, haste to bring him praise
  the babe, the son of mary
    so bring him incense,
  gold and myrrh,
  come peasant king to love 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 praise
  the babe, the son of mary
    raise, raise the song on high,
  the virgin sings her lullaby:
  joy, joy for christ is born,
  the babe, the son of mary.