In the Bleak Midwinter - Dan Fogelberg

In the bleak mid-winter

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 mid-winter

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 mid-winter

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 wise man

I would do my part

Yet what I can I give Him

Give my heart