In the bleak midwinter

In the bleak midwinter, frost 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 cannot 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 almighty, jesus christ Angels and archangels may have gathered there Cherubim and seraphim thronged the air; But his mother only, in her maiden bliss Worshiped the beloved with a 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; Yet what I can I give him: give my heart