In the bleak mid-winter

Words:

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.

Heaven cannot hold Him,

nor the earth sustain;

heaven and earth shall flee away

when He comes to reign:

in the bleak mid-winter

a stable-place sufficed

God, the Lord Almighty,

Jesus Christ.

What can I give Him,

poor as I am?

If I were a shepherd

I would give a lamb;

if I were a wise man

I would do my part;

yet what I can I give Him —

give my heart.