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