Gretchen Peters - In the bleak midwinter

In the bleak mid^Fwin^Gter, ^Ffrosty wind may ^Cmoan Earth stood hard as ^Fir^Con, ^Amwater ^Flike a ^Gstone ^CSnow had fallen, ^Bbsnow on ^Fsnow, ^Dmsnow on ^Gsnow ^CIn the bleak mid^Amwin^Fter, ^Clong__ ^Ga---^Cgo

Angels and arch^Fan^Ggels ^Fmay have gathered ^Cthere Cherubim and ^Fsera^Cphim ^Amthro^Fnged the ^Gair ^CBut his mother ^Bbon-^Fly, ^Dmin her maiden ^Gbliss ^CWorshiped the be^Amlo--^Fved ^Cwith ^Ga ^Ckiss

What can I ^Fgive ^Ghim, ^Fpoor as I ^Cam? If I were a ^Fshep^Cherd, ^Amwould I ^Fbring a ^Glamb? ^CIf I were a ^Bbwise ^Fman, ^Dmwould I do my ^Gpart? ^CYet, what I can I ^Amgive ^Fhim, ^Cgive ^Gmy ^Cheart

In the bleak mid^Fwin^Gter, ^Ffrosty wind may ^Cmoan Earth stood hard as ^Fir^Con, ^Amwater ^Flike a ^Gstone ^CSnow had fallen, ^Bbsnow on ^Fsnow, ^Dmsnow on ^Gsnow ^CIn the bleak mid^Amwin^Fter, ^Clong__ ^Ga---^Cgo