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 Heaven cannot hold Him, nor earth sustain Heav'n and earth shall flee away, when He comes to reign In the bleak mid-winter a stable-place sufficed God The Lord Almighty, Jesus Christ Enough for him whom cherubim worship night and day A breastful of milk and a manger full 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