What child is this
Who laid to rest
On Mary's lap, is sleeping
Whom angels greet
With anthems sweet
While shepherds
Watches are keeping

So bring him incense, gold and myrrh, [bad word] 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 (Mary)

For raise, for raise this song on high
His mother sings her lullaby
Oh joyful, joyful Christ is born
The babe and the son of Mary (Mary)