Steven Curtis Chapman - What Child Is This? lyrics

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 humble place Where ox and sheep are feeding Come, have no fear, God's Son is here His love, all love's exceeding This, this is Christ the King Whom shepherds guard and angels sing Haste, haste to bring Him laud 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 Raise, raise, the song on high His mother sings her lullaby Joy, 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 This is our God This is our King This is our Savior We will forever sing He is our God He is our King He is our Savior We will forever sing This is our God