In the bleak mid-winter, the frosty wind did moan
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The earth stood hard as iron, water like a stone
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Snow had fallen softly, snow on snow on snow
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In the bleak mid-winter, oh so long ago
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Our God, heaven cannot hold Him nor the earth sustain
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Heaven and earth shall flee away when He comes to reign
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In the bleak mid-winter a stable place sufficed
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For the Lord almighty, Jesus Christ
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Oh what can I give Him, woeful as I am
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If I were a shepherd, I would bring a lamb
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If I were a wiseman, oh I would do my part
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Yet, what can I give Him - I will give my heart
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Oh what can I give Him - I will give my heart
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In The Bleak Midwinter
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| Dan Fogelberg |
