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

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 wise man
i would do my part
yet what i can i give him
give my heart

in the bleak mid-winter
frosty wind made moan
earth stood hard as iron
water like a stone
if i were a wise man
i would do my part
yet what i can i give him?
give my heart