What Child Is This is a very good example of one of the things that I think has allowed Christianity to thrive: it’s complete and unashamed willingness to co-opt any and all cultural touchstones. The tune is actually Greensleeves, an English folk song about being cheated on. The original song is sad and earthy. The Christian version, while retaining the same solemn tune, is a loving tune about the birth of the Savior. This song is a small example of the tendency of Christianity to gleefully incorporate whatever local customs, holidays and folkways it encountered. I think that willingness goes a long way to explain Christianity’s acceptance.

Well, that and the willingness to kill anyone who didn’t convert.

What Child is This

What Child is this who, laid to rest
On Mary’s lap is sleeping?
Whom Angels greet with anthems sweet,
While shepherds watch are keeping?

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This, this is Christ the King,
Whom shepherds guard and Angels sing;
Haste, haste, to bring Him laud,
The Babe, the Son of Mary.

Why lies He in such mean estate,
Where ox and ass are feeding?
Good Christians, fear, for sinners here
The silent Word is pleading.

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Nails, spear shall pierce Him through,
The cross be borne for me, for you.
Hail, hail the Word made flesh,
The Babe, the Son of Mary.

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So bring Him incense, gold and myrrh,
Come peasant, king to own Him;
The King of kings salvation brings,
Let loving hearts enthrone Him.

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Raise, raise a song on high,
The virgin sings her lullaby.
Joy, joy for Christ is born,
The Babe, the Son of Mary