In the bleak midwinter, frosty wind made moan Earth stood hard as iron, water like a stone Snow had fallen, snow on snow, snow on snow on snow In the bleak midwinter long ago Angels and archangels may have gathered there Cherubim and seraphim floating on the air But His mother Mary in her maiden bliss Worshipped our Beloved with a kiss Heaven cannot hold Him, nor can earth sustain Heaven and earth shall fall away when He comes to reign Ooh, ooh, ooh 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 can I give Him, I would give my heart Ooh, ooh, ooh Ooh, ooh, ooh