Luyện nghe bài hát What Child Is This

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

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

What Child is
Who laid to rest on Mary's lap is
Whom angels with anthem sweet
shepherds watch are keeping

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

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

So bring Him incense, gold and
Come peasant, to own Him
The King of salvation brings
Let loving hearts Him

Raise, raise the on high
The Virgin sings Her
Joy, joy for Christ is
The Babe, the Son of

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

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

Sometimes I just about it
Oh sometimes I wonder, what Child is
Sometimes I just want to it
I to go and tell it on the mountain, sometimes

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