In the Bleak Midwinter

Christina Rossetti, 1872

In the bleak mid-winter
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 mid-winter
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 mid-winter
A stable-place sufficed
The Lord God Almighty,
Jesus Christ.

Enough for Him, whom cherubim
Worship night and day,
A breastful of milk
And a mangerful of hay;
Enough for Him, whom angels
Fall down before,
The ox and ass and camel
Which adore.

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.


Merry Christmas to all!

I am taking a week’s vacation from posting on Confessions. Starting now. That way you and I can both ponder, celebrate, and recharge with our loved ones in person. Try to miss me if you can… I will still be writing quietly, in amongst the presents and the laughter and the sweetmeats–brewing up some new stuff to share. And I’ll be back on December 30 or 31, in time to welcome the New Year together. Cheerio!

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11 years ago

Wait, you’ll be back December 30 or 31, or January 30 or 31?? Either way, selfishly I hope it’s the end of December, but your priorities are in order and I’ll still be here the end of January, should that be the case. Merriest and blessed Christmas to you and your family. ~ Beth Russo

11 years ago
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I wrote the wrong thing. 🙁 I meant December.

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11 years ago

Have a very Blessed Christmas, Shari and co, and we will look forward to your new blog posts when they come! God bless!

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