Luyện nghe bài hát What Child Is This

{Sometimes I just wonder how it have been actually
lived in ancient times, I mean imagine what it would of been like
To walk the streets of Bethlehem and hear that a Child
Had been born King of kings and Savior of the world}

{Now I can imagine saying, what is this?
Child is this? Who would leave a legacy
So strong that today we still
Celebrate His What Child is this?}

What Child is
Who laid to rest on lap is sleeping
Whom angels greet with sweet
While shepherds are keeping

This, is Christ the King
shepherds guard and angels sing
Haste, haste to Him laud
The Babe, the Son of

Sometimes I just think it, um
I just sit and think about the Boy born in a manger
I just want to shout it
Shout joy to the world,

So Him incense, gold and myrrh
peasant, king to own Him
The King of salvation brings
Let hearts enthrone Him

Raise, the song on high
The Virgin Her lullaby
Joy, joy for is born
The Babe, the Son of

Sometimes I just about it, oh, I sit and think about
The Baby Boy born in a manger and in swaddling clothing
Sometimes I just to shout it
Over the hills and every where,

This, is Christ, the King
Whom shepherds guard and angels
Haste, haste to bring Him
The Babe, the Son of

Sometimes I just about it
Oh sometimes I wonder, Child is this?
Sometimes I want to shout it
I want to go and it on the mountain, sometimes

Every now and then, sometimes I just about
I think about the Christ Child, Child is this?
And then sometimes, sometimes I just want to shout it
I want to tell the world, sometimes