In the bleak mid-winter
Frosty winds 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
Angels and archangels
May have gathered there
Cherubim and seraphim
Thronged the air
But His Mother only
In her maiden bliss
Worshipped the Beloved
With a kiss
In the bleak mid-winter
Frosty wind made moan
Earth stood hard as iron
Water like a stone
If I were a Wise Man
I would do my part
Yet what I can I give Him
I'll give Him my heart
I'll give Him my heart
I'll give Him my heart
I'll give Him my heart
I'll give Him my heart