In the bleak midwinter Frosty wind made moan Earth stood high as iron Water like a stone Snow had fallen, snow on snow Snow on snow In the bleak midwinter Long ago ♪ Angels and archangels May have gathered there Cherubim and seraphim Thronged the air But only His Mother In her maiden bliss Worshipped 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 wiseman I would do my part Yet what can I give him Give him my heart