In the bleak midwinter Frosty wind may moan Earth stood hard as iron Water like a stone Snow had fallen Snow on snow, snow on snow on snow In the bleak midwinter long long ago In the bleak midwinter Angels and archangels May have gathered there Cherubim and seraphim th? on the air But his mother only in her maiden bliss Worship the 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 But what can I give him? Give my heart.