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
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