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
Why lies He in such mean estate
Where ox and a** are feeding?
Good Christian, fear, for sinners here
The silent Word is pleading.
Nails, spear sshall pierce Him through
The cross be born for me, for you
Hail, hail, the Word made flesh
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.
Raise, raise a song on high,
The virgin sings her lullaby.
Joy, joy for Christ is born,
The Babe, the Son of Mary.
On the first day of Christmas
My true love gave to me:
A partridge in a pear tree.
On the second day of Christmas
My true love gave to me:
Two turtle doves and
A partridge in a pear tree.
On the third day of Christmas
My true love gave to me:
Three french hens
Two turtle doves and
A partridge in a pear tree.
On the forth day of Christmas
My true love gave to me:
Four calling birds
Three french hens
Two turtle doves and
A partridge in a pear tree.
On the fifth day of Christmas
My true love gave to me:
Five golden rings
Four calling birds
Three french hens
Two turtle doves and
A partridge in a pear tree.
On the sixth day of Christmas,
My true love gave to me:
Six geese a-laying
Five golden rings
Four calling birds
Three french hens
Two turtle doves and
A partridge in a pear tree.
On the seventh day of Christmas,
My true love gave to me:
Seven swans a-swimming
Six geese a-laying
Five golden rings
Four calling birds
Three french hens
Two turtle doves and
A partridge in a pear tree.
On the eighth day of Christmas,
My true love gave to me:
Eight maids a-milking
Seven swans a-swimming
Six geese a-laying
Five golden rings
Four calling birds
Three french hens
Two turtle doves and
A partridge in a pear tree.
On the ninth day of Christmas,
My true love gave to me:
Nine pipers piping dancing
Eight maids a-milking
Seven swans a-swimming
Six geese a-laying
Five golden rings
Four calling birds
Three french hens
Two turtle doves and
A partridge in a pear tree.
On the tenth day of Christmas,
My true love gave to me:
Ten ladies dancing
Nine pipers piping
Eight maids a-milking
Seven swans a-swimming
Six geese a-laying
Five golden rings
Four calling birds
Three french hens
Two turtle doves and
A partridge in a pear tree.
On the eleventh day of Christmas,
My true love gave to me:
Eleven lords a-leaping
Ten ladies dancing
Nine pipers piping
Eight maids a-milking
Seven swans a-swimming
Six geese a-laying
Five golden rings
Four calling birds
Three french hens
Two turtle doves and
A partridge in a pear tree.
On the Twelfth day of Christmas,
My true love gave to me:
Twelve drummers drumming
Eleven lords a-leaping
Ten ladies dancing
Nine pipers piping
Eight maids a-milking
Seven swans a-swimming
Six geese a-laying
Five golden rings
Four calling birds
Three french hens
Two turtle doves
and a partridge in a pear tree.
This day to you is born a child
Of Mary meek, the virgin mild
That blessed bairn, most loving and kind
Shall now rejoice, both heart & mind
Baloo Loo Lammy
Baloo Loo Lammy