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 the air.
But his mother only, in her maiden bliss.
Worship the beloved with a kiss.
What can I give?
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?
Give my heart.
In the bleak midwinter
A stable place sufficed
The Lord God Almighty
Jesus Christ
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
Long ago