The Norman Luboff Choir - What child is this
(1956)






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 ass are feeding
Good Christian, fear: for sinners here
The silent Word is pleading



Nails, spear shall pierce Him through
The Cross be borne for me and 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 the 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 fourth 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
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 fiddlers fiddling
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 so loving and kind
Shall now rejoice both heart and mind
Baloo, Lammy
Baloo, Lammy









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