WHAT CHILD IS THIS?

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?

So bring Him incense, gold and myrrh,
Come 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.

Raise, raise a song on high,
His mother sings him lullaby.
Joy, oh 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.

What child… is this…
Who laid… to rest…
On Mary's lap…
On Mary's lap… he is sleeping

This, this is Christ the King,
Whom shepherds guard and Angels sing;
Haste, haste, to bring Him laud,
The Babe, the Son of Mary.

The Babe, the Son of Mary.
The Son of Mary.

Testi: William Chatterton Dix
Musica: melodia di Greensleeves, famosa ballata inglese