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 This, this is Christ the King This, this is Christ the King Whom shepherds guard and angels sing Haste, haste to bring him Lord The Babe, the Son of Mary
So bring Him incense, gold, and myrth Come peasant, king, to own Him The King of kings, salvation brings Let loving hearts enthrone Him
This, this is Christ the King (Jesus, Jesus) This, this is Christ the King (how I trust Him!) This, this is Christ the King O’er to trust Him o’er ’Tis so sweet to trust in Jesus Just to take Him at His Word Just to rest upon His promise And to know, “Thus saith the Lord!”
This, this is Christ the King This, this is Christ the King This, this is Christ the King The Babe, the Son of Mary