歌词
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!
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
Who Shepards guard and angels sing
Haste, Haste, to bring him love
To babe the song of Mary
Oh come, all ye faithful
Joyful and triumphant
Oh come ye, oh come ye to Bethlehem
Come and behold Him
Born the King of Angels!
Oh come, let us adore Him
Oh come, let us adore Him
Oh come, let us adore Him
Christ the Lord
Oh, sing, choirs of angels
Sing in exultation
Sing all ye sinners sins of heaven
Glory to God in the highs
Oh come let us adore him
Oh come let us adore him
Oh come let us adore him
Christ the lord