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