In the Bleak Midwinter - Julie Andrews

In the bleak midwinter 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 midwinter long ago

Angels and archangels may have gathered there

Cherubim and seraphim thronged the air

But his mother only in her maiden bliss

Worshiped 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

What i can i give him give my heart

What can