Vanessa Peters - What Child Is This (Medley) 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? This, this is Christ the King Whom shepherds guard and Angels sing; Haste, haste, to bring Him laud The Babe, the Son of Mary God rest ye merry, gentlemen Let nothing you dismay Remember, Christ, our Saviour Was born on Christmas day To save us all from Satan's power When we were gone astray O tidings of comfort and joy Comfort and joy O tidings of comfort and joy Why lies He in such mean estate Where ox and a** are feeding? Good Christians, fear, for sinners here The silent Word is pleading Raise, raise a song on high The virgin sings her lullaby Joy, joy for Christ is born The Babe, the Son of Mary We three kings of Orient are Bearing gifts we traverse afar Field and fountain, moor and mountain Following yonder star Glorious now behold Him arise King and God and Sacrifice Alleluia, Alleluia Earth to heav'n replies O Star of wonder, star of night Star with royal beauty bright Westward leading, still proceeding Guide us to thy Perfect Light 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