In The Bleak Mid-winter
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 Mid-winter,
Long Ago.

Our God, Heaven Cannot Hold Him
Nor Earth Sustain:
Heaven And Earth Shall Flee Away
When He Comes To Reign:
In The Bleak Mid-winter
A Stable Place Sufficed
The Lord God Almighty
Jesus Christ

Enough For Him, Whom Cherubim
Worship Night And Day,
A Breastful Of Milk
And A Manger Of Hay:
Enough For Him, Whom Angels
Fall Down Before,
The Ox And Ass And Camel
Which Adore.

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,
Give, Give My Heart