Album: Unbroken Song
Lo, how a Rose e'er blooming, from tender stem hath sprung
Of Jesse's lineage coming, as men of old have sung
It came a flower bright, amid the cold of winter
When half gone was the night
Issaiah 'twas foretold it, the rose I have in mind
With Mary we behold it, the virgin mother kind
To show God's love aright she bore to men a Savior
When half gone was the night
This flower whose fragrance tender, with sweetness fills the air
Dispels with glorious splendor, the darkness everywhere
True man, yet very God, from sin and death He saves us
And lightens every load
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