Testo: Linda Ronstadt. Lo, How A Rose E're Blooming.

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 floweret bright, amid the cold of winter,
When half spent was the night.
Isaiah ?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 spent was the night

(Thanks to Nick for these lyrics)