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In the bleak midwinter – Poem By Christina Rossetti

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In the bleak midwinter

By Christina Rossetti

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.

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

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Enough for Him, whom cherubim, worship night and day,
Breastful of milk, and a mangerful of hay;
Enough for Him, whom angels fall before,
The ox and ass and camel which adore.

Angels and archangels may have gathered there,
Cherubim and seraphim thronged the air;
But His mother only, in her maiden bliss,
Worshipped the beloved with a kiss.

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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;
Yet what I can I give Him: give my heart.

8 responses

  1. Brilliant.

    December 13, 2016 at 7:11 pm

  2. My favourite carol

    December 13, 2016 at 7:38 pm

  3. Ah Nigel, great photos and one of my favourite poets. Thanks so much.

    December 13, 2016 at 9:33 pm

  4. As the words appeared so did the music in my mind

    December 14, 2016 at 5:50 pm

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