Chantemble zingt In The Bleak Midwinter bij het kerstconcert in De Voorste Venne (21 december 2019)
Tekst In The Bleak Midwinter
In the bleak midwinter In the bleak midwinter Frosty wind made moon, Earth stood hard as iron. Water like a stone; Snow had fallen, snow on snow, Snow on snow, In the bleak midwinter, Long ago.
Angels and archangels May have gathered there, Cherubim and seraphim Thronged the air: But Only his mother 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.
