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.
Lies he in such mean estate Where ox and ass are feeding Good Christian fear For sinners here The silent word is creeding.
This, this is Christ the king Whom shepherds guard and angels sing Haste, haste to bring Him light The babe, the son of Mary.
Nails, spears shall pierce Him through The cross be borne for me, for you Hail, hail the Word made Flesh The babe, the son of Mary...Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
