What child is this who lay to rest
On Mary's lap is sleeping
Whom angels greet with anthem sweet
While shepherd's watch our 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 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, Lord
The babe, the Son of Mary
The old year now has fled away
The new year, it has entered
Then let us now our sins [Incomprehensible]
And joyfully all appear
Let's merry be this day
And let us now good sport and play
[Incomprehensible] away
God send Your Happy New Year
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written by Mathes, Robert / Traditional,
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