Thursday, October 2, 2008

In the bleak mid winter

You will say "but it isn't christmas" but well what's a girl to do if a poem comes along? gotta get that poem down.
In the bleak... was written by Christina Georgina Rossetti [1830-94] all the good stuff comes from women, I've retained her 1st and 4th stanzas and part of her 2nd and [hopefully] I will upload C.G.R.s original version beautifully sung by Corrinne May or at the least give the utube link
In the bleak mid winter
frosty wind make moan
earth stood hard as iron
water as a stone
snow had fallen, snow on snow
snow on snow
in the bleak mid winter
long, so long ago
Lay Him in a manger
though He is Lord of all
poverty will teach Him
to hear us when we call
in the bleak mid winter
a stable place sufficed
The Lord God Almighty
Jesus Christ
I never would have Known Him
though He was sent for me
if He had come in splendour
with might and majesty
this is heaven's wonder
that such a One as He
with love so warm and tender
should stoop so low for me
Oh what can I give Him
poor as I am
if I were a shepherd
I would bring my lamb
if I were a wise man
I would do my part
but what can I give Him
give to Him my heart.
Oh that I could love Him
and show Him all His worth
but I am only human
a child of this earth
when He comes in glory
then my tongue will tell
I will kneel before Him
in the angel swell.