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
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 bring a lamb
if I were a Wise Man
I would do my part
yet what can I give
him give my heart