What Child Is This
Rebecca St. James Lyrics


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What child is this, who, laid to rest,
On Mary's lap was 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 lamb 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

This, this is Christ the King,
Whom shepherds guard and angels sing;
Haste, haste to bring Him laud,




The babe, the son of Mary
The babe, the son of Mary

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to "What Child Is This" evoke a sense of wonder and reverence for the infant Jesus. The first verse describes the image of Mary holding the baby Jesus, with angels singing sweet songs in the background, while shepherds keep watch over the manger. The second verse takes a more pensive turn, asking the question, "Why lies he in such mean estate?" The answer is that Jesus, the silent Word, is pleading for the sinners of the world. The final verse urges all to come and pay homage to this King, to bring him incense, gold, and myrrh, and to enthrone him in their loving hearts.


Overall, the song beautifully captures the awe and majesty of Christmas, of a holy and divine child born into humble circumstances to save the world. The melody is haunting and peaceful, and the lyrics touch on the humility and grace of Jesus, who takes on the sins of humanity and offers salvation to all who come to him.


Line by Line Meaning

What child is this, who, laid to rest, On Mary's lap was sleeping?
Who is this child, peacefully resting on the lap of Mary?


Whom angels greet with anthems sweet, While shepherds watch are keeping?
Who the angels joyfully welcome with sweet hymns, as the shepherds keep watch?


This, this is Christ the King, Whom shepherds guard and angels sing; Haste, haste to bring Him laud, The babe, the son of Mary
This is Jesus, the King, whom shepherds protect and angels glorify; Let us hurry to praise Him, the newborn son of Mary.


Why lies He in such mean estate Where ox and lamb are feeding? Good Christian, fear, for sinners here The silent Word is pleading.
Why is He resting in such humble conditions among the oxen and lambs? Christian, beware, for the Word, though silent, pleads for sinners.


So bring Him incense, gold, and myrrh, Come, peasant, King, to own Him; The King of kings salvation brings, Let loving hearts enthrone Him.
Bring Him offerings of incense, gold, and myrrh, O peasant, recognizing that He is a King; The Savior of all kings brings salvation, So let our loving hearts enthrone Him.




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