In the bleak mid-winter 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 mid-winter 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 mid-winter A stable-place sufficed The Lord God Almighty 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 wise man I would do my part Yet what I can, I give Him Give my heart