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