1. 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.
  2. Angels and archangels
    May have gathered there,
    Cherubim and seraphim
    Thronged the air:
    But His mother only
    In her maiden bliss,
    Worshipped the beloved
    With a kiss.
  3. 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 can I give Him?
    Give my heart.