what child is this
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who laid to rest
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on mary's lap is sleeping
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whom angels greet with anthems sweet
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while shepherds watch are keeping
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this, this is christ the king
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whom shepherds guard and angels sing
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haste, haste to bring him praise
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the babe, the son of mary
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he lies in such a lowly place
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where ox and ass are feeding
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the end of fear for all who hear
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the silent word is speaking
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this, this is christ the king
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whom shepherds guard and angels sing
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haste, haste to bring him praise
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the babe, the son of mary
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so bring him incense,
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gold and myrrh,
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come peasant king to love him;
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the king of kings salvation brings,
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let loving hearts enthrone him.
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this, this is christ the king
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whom shepherds guard and angels sing
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haste, haste to bring him praise
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the babe, the son of mary
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raise, raise the song on high,
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the virgin sings her lullaby:
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joy, joy for christ is born,
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the babe, the son of mary.
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What Child Is This?
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| All 4 One |
