In the bleak midwinter Frosty winds moan Earth stood hard as iron Water like a stone Snow had fallen, snow Snow on snow, on snow In the bleak midwinter, long ago 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 can I give him? Give him my heart Snow had fallen, snow Snow on snow on snow In the bleak midwinter, long ago