Song by Christina Rossetti and Gustav Holst
In the bleak midwinterFrosty wind made moanEarth stood hard as ironWater like a stoneSnow had fallenSnow on snow, snow on snowIn the bleak midwinter, long, long ago
Our God, Heaven cannot hold HimNor earth sustainHeaven and earth shall flee awayWhen He comes to reignIn the bleak mid-winterA stable-place sufficedLord God Almighty, Jesus Christ
Enough for Him whom cherubim
Worship night and dayA breastful of milk, and a mangerful of hayEnough for Him whom angels fall down beforeThe ox and ass and camelWhich adore
Angels and archangels may have gathered thereCherubim and seraphim thronged the airBut only His mother in her maiden blissWorshiped the BelovedWith a kiss
What can I give HimPoor as I am?If I were a shepherd, I would give a lambIf I were a wise man, I would do my partYet what I can, I give HimGive my heart
For some reason this hit my heart this year at Christmas time. Hoping your Christmas season is magical and full of love.
My "live-in gardener" and I move the first week of January; so I am in the throes of moving, packing, clean, and preparing.
Sending love,
Marilyn
1 comment:
Bless you Marilyn!!
Susan
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