Lyrics

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? Why lies He in such mean estate Where ox and ass are feeding? Good Christians, fear, for 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 Raise, raise a song on high The virgin sings her lullaby Joy, joy for Christ is born The Babe, the Son of Mary