In the bleak midwinter
Frosty winds made moan
Earth stood hard as iron
Water like a stone
Snow had fallen
Snow on snow
Snow on snow
In the bleak midwinter
Long, long ago
Heaven cannot hold him
Nor the earth sustain
Heaven and earth shall fall away
When he comes to reign
In the bleak midwinter
A stable place sufficed
Lord God incarnate
Jesus Christ
Angels and archangels
May have found him there
Cherubim and seraphim
Gathered in the air
His holy mother, only
In her maiden breast
Worship the Beloved
With a tender 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
And what can I give him
Give him my heart
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In the bleak midwinter
Frosty winds made moan
Earth stood hard as iron
Water like a stone
Snow had fallen
Snow on snow
Snow on snow
In the bleak midwinter
Long, long ago
Heaven cannot hold him
Nor the earth sustain
Heaven and earth shall fall away
When he comes to reign
In the bleak midwinter
A stable place sufficed
Lord God incarnate
Jesus Christ
Angels and archangels
May have found him there
Cherubim and seraphim
Gathered in the air
His holy mother, only
In her maiden breast
Worship the Beloved
With a tender 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
And what can I give him
Give him my heart
Frosty winds made moan
Earth stood hard as iron
Water like a stone
Snow had fallen
Snow on snow
Snow on snow
In the bleak midwinter
Long, long ago
Heaven cannot hold him
Nor the earth sustain
Heaven and earth shall fall away
When he comes to reign
In the bleak midwinter
A stable place sufficed
Lord God incarnate
Jesus Christ
Angels and archangels
May have found him there
Cherubim and seraphim
Gathered in the air
His holy mother, only
In her maiden breast
Worship the Beloved
With a tender 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
And what can I give him
Give him my heart
Writer: Richard Montefiore, Steven Hewitt
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid