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 Long ago Enough for him, whom Cherubim Worship night and day A breast full of milk And a manger full of hay Enough for him, whom angels Fall down before The ox, ass and camel Which adore Angels and archangels May have gathered there Cherubim and seraphim Thronged the air (Ding dong, ding dong) But his mother only In her maiden bliss Worshipped the Beloved with a kiss (Ding ding dong dong, ding ding dong dong) (Ding ding dong dong, ding ding dong) (Ahhh) 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