What Child Is This Anyway?

What Child Is This Anyway? Lyrics

What child is this who lay to rest
On Mary's lap is sleeping
Whom angels greet with anthem sweet
While shepherd's watch are keeping

This, this is Christ the King
Whom shepherd's guard and angels sing
Haste, haste to bring Him love
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 pleading

Mary's sweet Child [Incomprehensible]
The cross he'll hold for me, for you
Heaven, heaven [Incomprehensible]
The babe, the son of Mary

So bring Him incense, gold and mirth
Come peasants king to honor Him
The King of Kings salvation brings
Let loving arms enthrone Him