Songtexte
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
Why
lies
He
in
such
mean
estate
Where
ox
and
ass
are
feeding
Good
Christian
fear
for
sinners
here
The
silent
word
is
pleading
This,
this
is
Christ
the
King
Whom
shepherds
guard
and
angels
sing
Haste,
haste
to
sing
His
praise
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
This,
this
is
Christ
the
King
Whom
shepherds
guard
and
angels
sing
Haste,
haste
to
sing
His
praise
The
Babe,
the
Son
of
Mary
This
child
is
Lord
of
all,
rejoice
The
Christ
will
save
our
souls,
rejoice
The
King
of
kings
has
come,
rejoice
This
child
will
save
us
This,
this
is
Christ
the
King
Whom
shepherds
guard
and
angels
sing
Haste,
haste
to
sing
His
praise
The
Babe,
the
Son
of
Mary
Raise,
raise
the
song
on
high
The
virgin
sings
her
lullaby
Joy,
joy
for
Christ
is
born
The
Babe,
the
Son
of
Mary
Nails,
spear
shall
pierce
Him
through
The
cross
He'll
bear
for
me,
for
you
Hail,
hail
the
Word
made
flesh
The
Babe,
the
Son
of
Mary
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