The Irish Tenors - What Child Is This? lyrics

What Child is this, who laid to rest On Mary's lap is sleeping? Whom angels greet with anthem sweet While shepherds watch are keeping? This, this is Christ the King Whom shepherds guard and angels sing Hungry the Infant [Incomprehensible] The Babe, the Son of Mary Why lies He in such mean estate Where ox and a** are feeding? Good Christian, fear for sinners here The silent word is pleading Nails, spear shall pierce Him through A cross be borne for me, for you Hail, hail the words made flesh The Babe, the Son of Mary So bring Him incense, gold and myrrh Come, rich and poor to own Him The King of kings salvation brings Let loving hearts enthrone Him Raise, raise a song on high The Virgin sings Her lullaby Joy, joy for Christ is born The Babe, the Son of Mary