Bleak Midwinter

In the bleak midwinter

Frosty wind made moan

Earth stood hard as iron

Water like a stone

Snow had fallen

Snow on snow

Snow on snow

In the bleak midwinter

Long ago

Our God, heaven cannot hold him

Nor earth sustain

Heaven and earth

Shall flee away

When he comes to reign

In the bleak midwinter

A stable place sufficed

The Lord God Almighty

Jesus Christ

Angels and archangels

May have gathered there

Cherubim and seraphim

Thronged the air

But his mother only

In her maiden bliss

Worshipped the beloved

With a kiss

What can I give him

Poor as I am?

If I were a shepherd

I would give a lamb

If I were a wise man

I would do my part

Yet what I can I give him?

Give my heart