advent nears. i've replayed this song many times as a prayer before bed. it deepens its connection to me these days, when i return to school each day to pack...feeling the cold coming and the faithful assurance from God that he walks ahead me, on the path he sets before me...
----song arranged by corrinne may----
In the bleak midwinter, 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 midwinter, 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 midwinter a stable place sufficed
the Lord God Almighty, Jesus Christ.
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.
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.
Text: Christina G. Rossetti, 1830-1894
Music: Gustav Holst, 1874-1934
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