1 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.
2 Our God, heaven cannot hold Him,
nor earth sustain;
heaven and earth shall flee away
when He comes to reign.
In the bleak midwinter a stable place sufficed
for the Lord God Almighty, Jesus Christ
Chorus
Gloria, Gloria! Now my eyes have seen;
Soli Deo Gloria! He salvation brings.
As the Lord has promised, I may go in peace.
3 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. (Chorus)
