In the bleak mid-winter
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 mid-winter
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 mid-winter
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 a lamb,
If I were a wise man
I would do my part,
Yet what I can I give Him,
Give my heart.
- Poem by Christina Rossetti
But thou, Bethlehem Ephratah, though thou be
little among the thousands of Judah, yet out
of thee shall he come forth unto me that is
to be ruler in Israel; whose goings forth
have been from of old, from everlasting.
- Quote From The Bible
Now when Jesus was born in Bethlehem of Judea
in the days of Herod the king, behold, there
came wise men from the east to Jerusalem,
Saying, Where is he that is born King of
the Jews? for we have seen his star in
the east, and are come to worship him.
- Quote From The Bible
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