Mannheim Steamroller - Lo How a Rose E'er Blooming lyrics

Lo, how a Rose e'er blooming From tender stem hath sprung! Of Jesse's lineage coming, As those 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 us a Savior, When half spent was the night.