Posted by: W. E. Poplaski | December 24, 2008

POEM OF THE DAY: In the Bleak Midwinter

by Christina Rossetti (1830 – 1894). 



In the Bleak Midwinter (1872)



In the bleak mid-winter

Frosty wind made moan,

Earth stood hard as iron,

Water like a stone;

Snow had fallen, snow on snow,                     5

Snow on snow,

In the bleak mid-winter

Long ago.


Our God, Heaven cannot hold Him

Nor earth sustain;                                                10

Heaven and earth shall flee away

When He comes to reign:

In the bleak mid-winter

A stable-place sufficed

The Lord God Almighty,                                     15

Jesus Christ.


Enough for Him, whom cherubim

Worship night and day,

A breastful of milk

And a mangerful of hay;                                    20

Enough for Him, whom angels

Fall down before,

The ox and ass and camel

Which adore.


Angels and archangels                                       25

May have gathered there,

Cherubim and seraphim

Thronged the air,

But only His mother

In her maiden bliss,                                             30

Worshipped the Beloved

With a kiss.


What can I give Him,

Poor as I am?

If I were a shepherd                                            35

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.                                                     40




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