A Christmas Carol.

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.     Enough for Him whom cherubim     Worship night and day,     A breastful of milk     And a mangerful of hay;     Enough for Him whom angels     Fall down before,     The ox and ass and camel     Which adore.     Angels and archangels     May have gathered there,     Cherubim and seraphim     Throng'd the air,     But only His mother     In her maiden bliss     Worshipped her Beloved     With a kiss.     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.