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In the bleak midwinter
Frosty wind made moan
Earth stood hard as iron
Water like a stone
Snow had fallen
Snow on snow on snow
In the bleak midwinter
Long, long ago

Angels and arc-angels
May have 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 sheperd
I would give a lamb
If I were a wise man
I would do my part
But what I can I give him
Give him my heart
In the bleak midwinter   Frosty wind made moan   Earth stood hard as iron   Water like a stone   Snow had fallen   Snow on snow on snow   In the bleak midwinter   Long, long ago      Angels and arc-angels   May have 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 sheperd   I would give a lamb   If I were a wise man   I would do my part   But what I can I give him   Give him my heart