What Child Is This
David Cook
Phil Wickham
Текст песни
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
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
Oh come adore our King
Glory in the highest, glory in the highest
Let all creation sing
Glory in the highest, glory in the highest
Oh come adore our King
Glory in the highest, glory in the highest
Let all creation sing
Glory in the highest, glory in the highest
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