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