Sunday's Hymn: Third Sunday of Advent
In The Bleak MidwinterListen to the music by Harold Darke.
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,
Breastful of milk, and a mangerful of hay;
Enough for Him, Whom angels fall before,
The ox and ass and camel which adore.
Angels and archangels may have gathered there,
Cherubim and seraphim thronged the air;
But His mother only, 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.
A year and a half ago, I gave Christina Rossetti her own month on the blog. Here a quick links to a few more of her poems: Another Spring, No, Thank You John, and one of her nursery rhymes, What Are Heavy?
Other hymns, worship songs, etc. posted today:
- Love To Jesus, from The Valley of Vision and more at The Thirsty Theologian
- Holy Child Who Chose The Hearts of Men at Seasonings
- Break Forth, O Beauteous Heavenly Light at Ian's Messy Desk
- O Little Town of Bethlehem at Unity Without Verity
- Joy To The World at New Lumps
- Come Thou Long Expected Jesus at Jam and Books
- The Collect for the Third Sunday of Advent at Magic Statistics
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