Letra de «What Child Is This»
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
Why lies he in such mean estate Where ox and ass are feeding? Good Christian, fear for sinners here The silent Word is pleasing
This, this is Christ the King Whom shepherds guard and angels sing: Haste, haste to bring Him laud, The Babe, the Son of Mary
The Son of Mary 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 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 pleasing
This, this is Christ the King Whom shepherds guard and angels sing: Haste, haste to bring Him laud, The Babe, the Son of Mary
The Son of Mary 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
