In The Bleak Mid~Winter
In the bleak
mid-winter, the frosty wind did moan
The earth stood hard as iron, water like a stone
Snow had fallen
softly, snow on snow on snow
In the bleak mid-winter, oh so long ago
Our God, heaven
cannot hold Him nor the earth sustain
Heaven and earth shall flee away when He comes to reign
In the bleak
mid-winter a stable place sufficed
For the Lord almighty, Jesus Christ
Oh what can I give
Him, woeful as I am
If I were a shepherd, I would bring a lamb
If I were a wise
man, oh I would do my part
Yet, what can I give Him, I will give my heart
Oh what can I give Him, I will give my heart
A
poem by Christina G. Rossetti, 1872 which
was put
to music by Gustav Holst, 1906