What Child Is This? by Jacqui Naylor Lyrics

What child is this
Who lay to rest
On mama's lap is 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, this is the King
Whom shepherds guard and the angels they sing
Haste, haste to bring him praise
The babe, the son of Mary

Baby, baby, baby
I don't want to leave you
I ain't jokin', I will not ramble
I can hear it callin' me
The way that it used to
Callin' me back home!
Why lies He here in such mean estate
Where ox and cattle they are feeding
Good people fear for sinners here
The silent world is pleading

This, this, it's the King
Whom shepherds guard and the angels they sing
Haste, haste to bring him praise
The babe, the son of Mary

I know, I know, I know
I will never leave you
And baby, baby, baby
Feels so good to have you back here by my side
And I know we'll be walking through the desert ev'ry day

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