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
Make haste to bring him praise
The babe, the son of Mary

What child is this
Wild-eyed with fear
Whose cries don’t find his mother’s ear?
Who crossed the border wall alone
The babe, the son of Maria…
The firstborn son of Maria

This, this is not Christ the King
But he shares the likeness of whom we sing
God send the power to break the chains
Of the captured son of Maria…

Thy kingdom come
Thy will be done
On earth as it is in heaven…
Forgive us our sins
As we forgive those
Who trespass against us…
But pray who saves the child?
Whose child is this?
Whose child? (Repeat)

Why lies he in such low estate
Where cows and donkeys are feeding?
Good Christians fear for sinners here
The silent Word is pleading…

This, this is Christ the King
Whom shepherds guard and angels sing
Make haste to bring him praise
The babe the son of Mary…
Who loves the son of Maria…