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