In the Bleak Midwinter
Gustav Holst, Peter Higher
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
Our God heav'n cannot hold him
Nor earth sustain
Heav'n and earth shall flee away
When he comes to reign
In the bleak midwinter
A stable place sufficed
The Lord God Almighty
Jesus Christ
Angels and Archangels
May have traveled 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
