In the bleak mid-winter

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 mid-winter,

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 mid-winter

A stable place sufficed

The Lord God almighty

Jesus Christ



Enough for Him, whom cherubim

Worship night and day,

A breastful of milk

And a manger of hay:

Enough for Him, whom angels

Fall down before,

The ox and ass and camel

Which adore.



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 I can I give him

Give my heart,

Give, give my heart