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
What child is this who lays to rest? On Mary's lap is sleeping Whom angels greet with anthems sweet While shepherds watch are keeping This, this is Christ
[Madrox] What'll make him mad Give him fight back Give him new reason to get lost Inside a hide track Everybody lost now They need an anthem to choose
high, His mother sings her lullaby; Joy, joy, for Christ is born, The Babe, the Son of Mary! What child is this? What child is this? What child is
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
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
sings her lullaby Oh joy, oh joy for Christ is born The babe and the son of Mary What child is this? What child is this? (What child is this?) This
t nobody said a word, Bizzy Bone, no doubt; The voice is just stupendous, his fan base is tremendous, so I decided to give you all of me on Heaven's canvas; Painstakin' then child
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
throw him a party. - You're not going away, right? [Fred Casely] - It's getting late. [Roxie Hart] I've been thinking a lot about my anthem. Whenever
(Kim Carnes) 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
of Shaolin Special uninvited guests came in through the back door Ladies and gentlemen, it's them} Dance with the mantis, note the slim chances Chant this, anthem
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
What child is this who laid to rest On Mary's lap is sleeping? Whom angels greet with anthems sweet While shepherds guard and angels sing Haste, haste
niggas ain't hearing me out til I pop up appear in your house Clearing it out, holiday style Everybody acting violent and wild Snatch the wife silence the child
What child is this who lay to rest On Mary's lap is sleeping Whom angels greet with anthem sweet While shepherd's watch are keeping This, this is Christ
after spittin heavy - bars Methaphors god, my shit is deadly Swift and better believe I'm focused now Feed you to the vultures, murderous poster child
blood When I was a child and my mother smiled At the cradle she bought For the little tot she held to her breast And the song that she sang was an anthem