What child is this who laid to rest On Mary's lap is sleeping Whom angels greet with anthem sweet While shepherds watch are keeping This is Christ the Lord 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 This is Christ the Lord Whom shepards guard and angels sing Haste, haste to bring him laud The babe, the son of Mary So bring Him incense, gold, and myrh Come peasant king to own Him The King of Kings, salvation brings Let loving hearts enthrone Him This is Christ the Lord Whom shepherds guard and angels sing Haste, haste to bring him laud The babe, the son of Mary