Verse 1
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
Verse 2
What man is this, Who knows no rest
For Jerusalem is weeping
Walking our sod, the Lamb of God
To hold us in safe keeping
This, this is Christ the King,
‘Twas born to be an offering
Savior of lowly men
We mocked, we scorned, we bruised Him
Verse 3
My heart is meek, my words are weak
My Father in Heaven You know this
My plans may fail, my way is frail
Yet Your Son in His sovereignty holds this
This, this is Christ my King,
The Author and Painter of ev’rything
I bow and bend the knee
My Savior, my Master, my sov’reign King
Verse 4
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 our King
Our hearts are full and worshipping
Haste, haste to bring Him laud
The Prince of Peace, the Son of God
Amy Branson Fata and William C. Dix
© 2013 Portion Music (ASCAP)