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In the bleak mid-winter

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.

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

Angels and Archangels may have gathered there,
Cherubim and seraphim thronged the air,
But only His mother, in her maiden bliss,
Worshipped 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,
Yet what I can I give Him, give my heart.


喜欢最后一句：Yet what I can I give Him, give my heart.
十月要到了，圣诞也快到了。

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