Lyrics

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 Angels and archangels may have gathered there Cherubim and seraphim thronged on the air But His mother Mary, in her maiden bliss Worshipped the beloved with a kiss Heaven cannot hold Him, nor can earth sustain Heaven and earth shall flee away when He comes to reign 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, I would give my heart Yet what can I give Him, I would give my heart