In a Bleak Mid Winter

In a Bleak Mid Winter - Sarah McLachlan (莎拉·麥克拉克蘭)

Written by：Traditional/Sarah McLachlan/Pierre Marchand

In the bleak midwinter frosty winds 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

Angels and archangels may have gathered there

Cherubim and seraphim thronged the air

But his mother only in her maiden bliss

Worshiped the beloved with a kiss

Oh what can I give

Him poor as I am

If I were a shepherd would I bring a lamb

If I were a wise man would I do my part

Yet what I can I give

Him give my heart

In the bleak mid winter frosty winds made moan

Earth stood hard as iron water like a stone

If I were a wise man would I do my part

Yet what I can I give him give my heart