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In the bleak midwinter, icy wind made moan,
Earth stood hard as iron, water like a stone;
Snow on snow had fallen, snow on snow on snow
In the bleak midwinter, long long ago.

Angels and archangels may have gathered there,
Cherubim and seraphim rising in the air;
Ah but only Mary, in her maiden bliss,
Worshiped the beloved with a mother's kiss.

Heaven cannot hold Him, nor earth sustain;
Heaven and earth shall flee away when He comes to reign.

What then can I give Him, empty as I am?
If I were a shepherd, I would bring a lamb;
If I were a Wise Man, I would know my part;
What then can I give Him: I must give my heart.

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