Lời bài hát: Martina McBride. White Christmas. What Child Is This.
What child is this, who lay to rest
On Mary's lap is sleeping
Whom angels greet with anthomsweet
While shepherds watch our keeping?
This, this is Christ, the King
Whom shepherds guard and angels sing
Haste, haste to bring Him grace
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
This, this is Christ, the King
Whom shepherds guard and angels sing
Haste, haste to bring Him grace
The Babe, the Son of Mary
This, this is Christ, the King
Whom shepherds guard and angels sing
Haste, haste to bring Him grace
The Babe, the Son of Mary
The Babe, the Son of Mary
On Mary's lap is sleeping
Whom angels greet with anthomsweet
While shepherds watch our keeping?
This, this is Christ, the King
Whom shepherds guard and angels sing
Haste, haste to bring Him grace
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
This, this is Christ, the King
Whom shepherds guard and angels sing
Haste, haste to bring Him grace
The Babe, the Son of Mary
This, this is Christ, the King
Whom shepherds guard and angels sing
Haste, haste to bring Him grace
The Babe, the Son of Mary
The Babe, the Son of Mary
White Christmas
Martina McBride
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