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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 Our God, Heav’n cannot hold him Nor earth sustain Heav’n and earth shall flee away When He comes to reign In the bleak midwinter a stable place sufficed The Lord God Almighty Jesus Christ Enough for him, whom cherubim Worship night and day A breast ful of milk and a manger ful of hay Enough for him, whom angels Fall down before The ox and ass and camel which adore 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 Give my heart