Christina Rossetti — A Christmas Carol

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         Throng'd the air, But only His mother         In her maiden bliss Worshipped her 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.