Ti:in the bleak midwinter
Ar:sarah brightman
Al:a winter symphony
Sarah brightman - in the bleak midwinter
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
Our god 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 mother1
In her maiden bliss
Worshipped 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
Yet what i can i give him
Give my heart
