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, heav'n cannot hold Him,
Nor earth sustain;
Heav'n and earth shall flee away,
When He comes to reign,
In the bleak midwinter
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 mangerful of hay
Enough for him whom angels.
Fall down before
The ox and ass and camel
Which adore

Angels and archangels
May have gathered there,
Cherubim and seraphim
Thronged the air;
But only His mother
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 I can I give Him
Give my heart.