September 26, 2021

Although we know it probably wasn’t winter when Jesus was born, the sentiment of this hymn is beautiful.

Although heaven itself cannot hold God, a humble stable did that night.

Though cherubim and angels worship Him, nursing at Mary’s breast and resting upon hay was enough for the Son of God.

Though we cannot give a great enough gift to thank Him for His life, our heart is enough.

Let us give it to Him today and each day of the year.

In the Bleak Midwinter

Verse 1

In the bleak midwinter, frosty wind made moan,
Earth was hard as iron, water like a stone;
Snow had fallen, snow on snow, snow on snow.
In the bleak midwinter, long ago.

Verse 2
Our God, heav’n cannot hold Him, nor earth sustain,
Heav’n and earth shall flee away, when He comes to reign;
In the bleak midwinter, a stable place sufficed,
The Lord God Almighty, Jesus Christ.

Verse 3

Enough for Him whom cherubim worship night and day,
A breast full of milk and a manger full of hay;
Enough for Him whom angels fall down before,
The ox and ass and camel, which adore.

Verse 4
What can I give Him, poor as I am?
If I were a shepherd, I would give a lamb;
If I were a wise man, I would do my part,
Yet what I can, I give Him, give my heart.