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In the bleak midwinter frosty wind made morn |
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Earth stood hard as iron, water like a stone |
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Snow had fallen, snow on snow, snow on snow |
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In the bleak midwinter long ago |
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Our God, Heaven cannot hold him, nor earth sustain |
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Heaven and earth shall flee away when he comes to reign |
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In the bleak midwinter a stable place sufficed |
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The Lord God Almighty, Jesus Christ |
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Angels and archangels may have gathered there |
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Cherubim and seraphim thronged the air |
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But His mother only in her maiden bliss |
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Worshipped the Beloved with a kiss |
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What can I give Him, poor as I am? |
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If I were a shepherd, I would bring a lamb |
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If I were a wiseman, I would do my part |
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Yet what can I give Him? Give Him my heart |
