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 long ago

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

Snow had fallen snow on snow snow on snow

In the bleak midwinter long long ago