In the bleak midwinterFrosty wind made moanSlide:Earth stood hard as ironWater like a stoneSnow had fallenSnow on snow, snow on snowIn the bleak midwinterLong, so long, so long agoWhat can I give HimPoor as I amIf I were a shepherdI would bring a lambIf I were a wisemanI would do my partYet what can I give himI'll give, I'll give, I'll give, I'll giveI'll give my heart