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
