Letra de What Child Is This

Sometimes I just wonder how it must have been to actually have lived in ancient times. I mean imagine what it would of been like to actually walk the streets of Bethlehem and hear that a child had been born who's King of kings and Savior of the world. Now I can imagine saying, What child is this?What child is this? Who would leave a legacy so strong that even today we still celebrate His life. What child is this?* What child is this? Who laid to rest on Mary's lap is sleeping Whom angels greet with anthem 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 Sometimes I just think about it Um, I just sit and think about the baby boy born in a manger Sometimes I just want to shout it Shout joy to the world Sometimes 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 lulluby Joy, joy for Christ is born The babe the Son of Mary Sometimes I just think about it Oh, I sit and think about the baby boy born in a manger and wrapped in swaddling clothing Sometimes I just want to shout it O'er the hills and every where Sometimes This, this is Christ the King Whom shepherds guard and angels sing Haste, haste to bring Him laud The Babe the Son of Mary Sometimes I just think about it Oh, sometimes I wonder What child is this? Sometimes I just want to shout it I want to go and tell it on the mountain Sometimes Every now and then Sometimes I just think about I think about the Christ Child What child is this? And then again sometimes Sometimes I just want to shout it I just want to tell the world Sometimes