In the Bleak Midwinter

In the bleak midwinter, icy wind made moan

Earth stood hard as iron, water like a stone

Snow on snow had fallen, snow on snow on snow

In the bleak midwinter, long, long ago

Angels and archangels may have gathered there

Cherubim and seraphim rising in the air

O, only Mary, in her maiden bliss

Worshipped the beloved with a mother's kiss

Heaven cannot hold Him, nor can earth sustain

Heaven and earth shall fall away when He comes to reign

What then can I give Him, empty as I am

If I were a shepherd, I would bring a lamb

If I were a wise man, I would know my part

What then can I give Him, I must give my heart