What Child Is This?
B.J. Thomas Lyrics


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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
Why lies he in such mean estate
Where ox and ass are feeding?
Good Christian, fear, for sinners here
The silent word is pleading
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
Whom shepherds guard and angels sing




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

Overall Meaning

In the opening verse of B.J. Thomas's "What Child Is This," the lyrics describe a scene of a sleeping baby nestled in Mary's lap, while angels sing sweet hymns and shepherds keep watch. The song then quickly shifts to a recognition of the baby's identity, declaring "this is Christ the king." The lyrics continue to reflect on the unusual circumstances of the infant's birth, noting that he is resting in a poor setting surrounded by simple animals. The song concludes with an invitation for everyone, from lowly peasants to kings, to come offer valuable gifts to the baby and enthrone him with loving hearts.


The song is a classic Christmas hymn that has been covered by many artists since it was written in the 19th century. Its message is one of recognition of the divine identity of Jesus and a call to honor and worship him, regardless of earthly circumstances or social status. The lyrics combine awe at the beauty of the scene described with a recognition of the importance of the child and the role he would play in salvation.


Line by Line Meaning

What child is this, who, laid to rest
Who is this child who is peacefully resting?


On Mary's lap is sleeping?
Who is resting on the lap of Mary?


Whom angels greet with anthems sweet
Who is being welcomed with beautiful songs by the angels?


While shepherds watch are keeping?
Who is being watched by the shepherds?


This, this is Christ the king
This child is Jesus, the king


Whom shepherds guard and angels sing
The shepherds are protecting him while the angels are singing for him


Haste, haste to bring him laud
Hurry, hurry to praise and honor him


The babe, the son of Mary
He is the infant, Mary's son.


Why lies he in such mean estate
Why is the holy child lying in a humble manger?


Where ox and ass are feeding?
In the company of oxen and donkeys?


Good Christian, fear, for sinners here
Oh Christian, be afraid, for you are among the sinners


The silent word is pleading
He has come to silently plead with us


So bring him incense, gold, and myrrh
Bring him gifts of frankincense, gold and myrrh


Come, peasant, king, to own him
Come and worship him, whether you are a king or a poor peasant


The king of kings salvation brings
The one who is the king of kings, will bring salvation


Let loving hearts enthrone him
Let our loving hearts make him king




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Written by: Daniel Martin, TRAD TRAD

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