Snow on Snow ...

It's snowing in Cleveland with a winter storm warning, white-out conditions yesterday, and snow flurries forecast for Christmas Eve. Which brings to mind one of my favorite Christmas Carols. The beautiful words are a poem by Christina Rossetti.


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. 

Angels and archangels may have gathered there, 

cherubim and seraphim thronged the air; 


but his mother only, in her maiden bliss, 


worshiped 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.











Have a Blessed Christmas!