In the Bleak Midwinter

In the Bleak Midwinter

Words by Christina Rossetti; Melody by Gustav Holst; Arranged for SSATB or SSAA by Sally DeFord.

In the Bleak Midwinter

It Was for Me

In dark Gethsemane; the cross at Calvary; there won the Lord of all the victory.

In the Bleak Midwinter

Jesus, Lord, at Thy Birth

Not a cradle is found for thy bed, but a manger of hay in its stead, Where the cattle may feed must suffice for thy need, Jesus, Lord, at thy birth.

In the Bleak Midwinter

Lift Up Your Heart

Lift up your heart in faith, for God is ever nigh you; Eager to bless His children, mindful of every child.

In the Bleak Midwinter

Look On Him and Live

In every word, in every deed, In every joy, in every need; Look upon the Son of God; Look on Him and live.

In the Bleak Midwinter

Love Knows No Borders 

We who receive Him must love without end, and carry His tidings of peace and good will to all men.