In the Bleak Midwinter

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 In the bleak midwinter, long ago Our God, heaven can't hold him, nor earth sustain Heaven and earth shall flee away when he comes to reign In the bleak midwinter a stable place sufficed The Lord God incarnate, 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 wiseman, I would do my part Yet what I can I give him: give my heart