In The Bleak Midwinter - Sarah Brightman

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

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

Angels and Archangels

May have gathered there

Cherubim and seraphim

Thronged the air

But only His Mother

In her maiden bliss

Worshiped the Beloved

With a kiss

What can I give Him

Poor as I am?

If I were a Shepherd

I would bring a lamb

And if I were a Wise Man

I would do my part

Yet what I can give Him

Give my heart