What Child Is This?
Jane Siberry Lyrics


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What child is this who's laid to rest
On Mary's lap is sleeping?
Whom angels greet with anthems sweet
While shepherd's watch are keeping
This this is Christ the King
Whom shepherds guard
And angels sing
Haste! haste! to bring him, Lord!
The babe, the son of Mary

So bring him incense, gold and myrrh
Come peasant, king to all of him
The king of kings
Celebration brings
That loving hearts enthrone him

Raise! Raise! The song on high!
The virgin sings her lullaby




Joy! Joy! For Christ is born!
The babe, the son of Mary

Overall Meaning

In this classic Christmas carol, Jane Siberry asks a question that has been asked for centuries: What child is this that lays in the manger? This question is answered in the following lines: the child is Christ the King, who is greeted by angels and guarded by shepherds. The song also mentions the wise men who brought gifts of incense, gold, and myrrh to celebrate his birth.


The second stanza calls on all types of people - peasants and kings - to come and adore him. The repetition of "Haste! haste! to bring him, Lord!" emphasizes the urgency of the invitation, as if we can't wait to present our gifts to the baby Jesus. The song closes with a call to raise the song on high and celebrate the birth of Christ, the son of Mary.


Line by Line Meaning

What child is this who's laid to rest
Who is this infant that lies here in peaceful sleep?


On Mary's lap is sleeping?
Is napping on the lap of his mother, Mary.


Whom angels greet with anthems sweet
Who is so special that even angels sing sweet songs to welcome him?


While shepherd's watch are keeping
Yet even as shepherds keep a close eye on him.


This, this is Christ the King
This tiny baby is more than just a normal child - he is the great king, Lord of all.


Whom shepherds guard
Whom shepherds protect and keep safe.


And angels sing
And whom the heavenly beings bless with their divine music


Haste! haste! to bring him, Lord!
Hurry, bring him gifts and offer your devotion to this holy child!


The babe, the son of Mary
Although he is a king, he is also the infant son of the human woman Mary.


So bring him incense, gold and myrrh
Bring him gifts of expensive and valuable treasures such as incense, gold, and myrrh.


Come peasant, king to all of him
Let anyone, from poor peasants to great kings, come to honor him and offer reverence.


The king of kings
For he is not just any king, but the ruler of all that there is.


Celebration brings
We celebrate him and lift him up.


That loving hearts enthrone him
We honor him and put him on a high pedestal.


Raise! Raise! The song on high!
Sing out loud, praising this child with joyful exaltation.


The virgin sings her lullaby
Mary sings to her son a soft tune that soothes him and lulls him to sleep.


Joy! Joy! For Christ is born!
Let us rejoice! The savior has been born!


The babe, the son of Mary
Once more we are reminded that this Christ child is the offspring of Mary, who raised him and cared for him.




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Written by: Douglas E Wagner, William C Dix

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