In the bleak mid-winter
Icy wind made moan
Earth stood hard as iron
Water like a stone
Snow on snow had fallen
Snow on snow on snow
In the bleak mid-winter
Long ago

Angels and archangels
May have gathered there
Cherubim and seraphim
Rising in the air
Only only Mary
In her maiden bliss
Worshipped the Beloved
With a mother's kiss

Heaven cannot hold Him
Nor can earth sustain
Heaven and earth shall fall away
When He comes to reign

And what then can I give Him
Empty as I am?
And if I were a shepherd
I would bring a lamb
If I were a wise man
I would know my part
What then can I give Him
I must give my heart