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.

Heaven cannot hold him, nor earth sustain;
heaven and earth shall flee away when he comes to reign:
In the bleak midwinter a stable place sufficed
and there the Lord God Incarnate, Jesus Christ.

Angels and archangels gathered there,
cherubim and seraphim thronged the air;
but only his mother, in her maiden bliss,
worshiped 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.

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