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In bleak midwinter, frosty wind made moan |
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Earth stood hard as iron, water like a stone |
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Snow had fallen, snow on snow on snow |
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In the bleak midwinter, long ago |
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Our God, heav'n cannot hold Him, nor earth sustain |
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Heav'n 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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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 wine man, I would do my part |
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Yet, what I can, I give Him, give my heart |
