On Mary's lap lay 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 a song on high
The virgin sings her lullaby
Joy joy for Christ is born
The babe the Son of Mary
This, this is Christ the King,
Whom shepherds guard and angels sing
Haste, haste to bring Him laud,
The Babe, the son of Mary.
