In The Bleak Midwinter
In the bleak midwinter, frosty wind made moanEarth stood hard as iron, water like a stoneSnow had fallen, snow on snowSnow on snow, in the bleak midwinter, long ago
Our God, heaven cannot hold HimNor earth sustainHeaven and earth shall flee awayWhen He comes to reignIn the bleak midwinter, a stable place sufficedThe Lord God almighty, Jesus Christ
Angels and archangels may have gathered thereCherubim and seraphim thronged the airBut His mother only in her maiden blissWorshiped the Beloved with a kiss
What can I give Him, poor as I am?If I were a shepherd, I would bring a lambIf I were a Wise Man, I would do my partYet what I can I give Him - give my heart