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What child is this who laid to rest On Mary's lap sleeping Whom angels greet with anthems sweet While shepherds watch are keeping? 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 loud The Babe, the son of Mary. Nails, spears shall pierce Him through The cross He bore for me, for you Hail, Hail the Word made flesh, The babe, the son of Mary This, this is Christ the King Whom shepherds guard and angels sing Haste, Haste to bring Him loud The Babe, the son... This, this is Christ the King Whom shepherds guard and angels sing Haste, Haste to bring Him loud The Babe, the son of Mary. Raise, raise a song on high The virgin sings her lullaby Joy, Joy for Christ is born The babe the son... This, this is Christ the King Whom shepherds guard and angels sing Haste, Haste to bring Him loud The Babe, the son of Mary.
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