What Child Is This 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?

This, this is Christ the King,
Whom shepherds guard and angels sing:
Haste, haste to bring him laud,
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.

Raise, raise the song on high,
The Virgin sings her lullaby:
Joy, joy, for Christ is born,
The Babe, the Son of Mary!

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Songwriter(s): Ray Conniff, David Delargy, Jessica Simpson, Erin Taylor Foster, Michael Damien Hedges, Billy Mann, Eugene O'hagan, David W. Foster, Martin O'hagan, Salli Isaak, Barlowgirl, Otto Price, Josh Leo, Dan Huff, Steve Gatlin, Martina Mcbride, Vince Guaraldi
Copyright: Hands Dancing Music, Blea
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