Luyện nghe bài hát What Child Is This

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

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

What is this?
Who to rest on Mary's lap is sleeping
Whom angels greet with anthem
While shepherds are keeping

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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