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