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What child is this who laid to rest
On Mary′s lap is sleeping?
Whose angels greet with anthems sweet
While shepherds watch are keeping
This, this is Christ the King
Who shepherds guard and angels sing
Haste, haste to bring him Lord
The Babe, the Son of Mary
Why lies he in such mean estate
Where ox and lamb are feeding?
Good Christian, fear for sinners here
The silent word is pleading
This, this is Christ the King
Who shepherds guard and angels sing
Haste, haste to bring him Lord
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
This, this is Christ the King
Who shepherd guard and angel sing
Haste, haste to bring him Lord
The Babe, the Son of Mary
Haste, haste to bring him Lord
The Babe, the Son of Mary
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Writer(s): Traditional, Brian Kirk Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
