Lyrics of
Child Of The Poor, What Child Is This?

Helpless and hungry, lowly afraid,
Wrapped in the chill of mid-winter
Comes now among us, born into poverty's embrace,
New life for the world
Who is this who lives with the lowly, Sharing their sorrows,
Knowing their hunger?
This is Christ, revealed to the world
In the eyes of a child, a child of the poor.
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,
Haste, haste to bring him laud,
The babe, the son of Mary.
Who is the stranger, here in our midst,
Looking for shelter among us?
Who is this outcast? Who do we see amidst the poor,
The children of God?
Who is this who lives with the lowly, Sharing their sorrows,
Knowing their hunger?
This is Christ, revealed to the world
In the eyes of a child, a child of the poor.
Why lies he in such mean estate
Where ox and ass are feeding?
Good Christian, fear: for sinners here
The silent Word is pleading.
This, this is Christ the King,
Haste, haste to bring him laud,
The babe, the son of Mary.
Bring all the thirsty, all who seek peace;
Bring those with nothing to offer,
"Fear not, here is your God!".
Who is this who lives with the lowly, Sharing their sorrows,
Knowing their hunger?
This is Christ, revealed to the world
In the eyes of a child, a child of the poor.
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,
Haste, haste to bring him laud,
The babe, the son of Mary.