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Midwinter

 

Midwinter

(album: It's The Thought... - 1989)


In bleak midwinter, frosty wind made moan
Earth stood hard as iron, water like a stone
Snow had fallen, snow on snow on snow
In the bleak midwinter, long ago

Our God, heav'n cannot hold Him, nor earth sustain
Heav'n and earth shall flee away when He comes to reign
In the bleak midwinter, a stable place sufficed
The Lord God Almighty, Jesus Christ

What can I give Him, poor as I am
If I were a shepherd, I would bring a lamb
If I were a wine man, I would do my part
Yet, what I can, I give Him, give my heart

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