"But the angel said to them, Fear not! For behold I bring you
glad tidings of great joy which shall be for all the people.
For unto you is born this day in the city of David
a Savior Who is Christ the Lord."
(Luke 2:10-11)
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.
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
Thronged the air;
But only His mother
In her maiden bliss
Worshipped the Beloved
With a kiss.
What can I give Him,
Poor as I am?
If I were a shepherd
I would bring Him a lamb,
If I were a Wise Man
I would do my part,
Yet what can I give Him
Give my heart.
Christina Georgina Rossetti
(1830-1894)
English Christian poetess and
writer of religious devotionals
Portrait by her brother
Dante Gabriel Rossetti
"Heaven Cannot Hold Him"
("In The Bleak Mid-Winter")
(1872)
Christina Rossetti
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