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 and angels sing Haste haste to bring him laud The babe, the son of Mary Why lies he in such mean estate Where ox and ass are feeding Good Christians fear for sinners here The silent word is pleading Nails spear shall pierce him through The cross be borne for me for you Hail hail the word made flesh 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 a song on high The virgin sings her lullaby Joy joy for Christ is born The babe, the son of Maryనా మనో నేత్రము తెరచి Berøre Jesus Isa Baǵýshymyz Izaho dia zaza, malemy osa fo В Твоих руках дарующих тепло, Diamo onore a te آتى إليك - موسيقي Hatak okcha̱ya chia ma! Oh! prends mon âme yạmạ nạs
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