What Child Is This?
Faith Hill Lyrics


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What child is this who lays 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 praise
The Babe, the Son of God

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 praise
A Babe, the Son of Mary

Overall Meaning

Faith Hill's version of the classic Christmas carol "What Child Is This?" is a beautifully sung rendition of this beloved song, with a haunting melody that is both solemn and joyful at the same time. The song is set against the backdrop of the story of Jesus' birth, with the lyrics telling the tale of the shepherds and the angels who sang his praises upon his arrival. The opening lines of the song ask the question, "What child is this who lays to rest?" The answer is quickly given in the next verse, "This, this is Christ, the King."


The song continues with a call to all who believe to bring the Christ child the gifts of incense, gold, and myrrh, just as the wise men did so many centuries ago. The call is not just to those of high status, but rather to all people, from the least to the greatest. The final verse reminds us that the child who lay in Mary's lap is not just a mere human child, but is in fact the son of God, deserving of all our adoration and praise. The lyrics to this song are simple, yet profound, and offer a beautiful reminder of the love and sacrifice that lie at the heart of the Christmas season.


Line by Line Meaning

What child is this who lays to rest?
Who is this child that lies asleep?


On Mary's lap is sleeping
Resting on the lap of his mother, Mary.


Whom angels greet with anthems sweet
Greeted by angels with beautiful songs.


While shepherds watch are keeping
While the shepherds keep a watchful eye.


This, this is Christ, the King
This is Jesus, the King of kings.


Whom shepherds guard and angels sing
Whom shepherds protect and angels sing praises to.


Haste, haste to bring Him praise
Quickly, quickly bring him praise.


The Babe, the Son of God
The infant, the Son of God.


So bring Him incense, gold and myrrh
Bring him the fragrant gifts of frankincense, gold, and myrrh.


Come peasant, king to own Him
Both peasants and kings should claim him as their own.


The King of Kings, salvation brings
Jesus is the King of Kings and brings salvation.


Let loving hearts enthrone Him
Let loving hearts enthrone him in their lives.


A Babe, the Son of Mary
An infant, the Son of Mary.




Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, LEFT HANDED COMPLIMENT
Written by: DOUGLAS E WAGNER, WILLIAM C DIX

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