[Verse 1]
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 chill of winter
When half-spent was the night

[Verse 2]
Isaiah 'twas foretold it
The rose I have in mind
With Mary we behold it
The virgin mother kind
To show her love alright
She bore to us a savior
When half-spent was the night

[Verse 3]
This flower, whose fragrance tender
With sweetness fills the air
Dispels with glorious splendor
The darkness everywhere
It came, a flower bright
Amid the chill of winter
When half-spent was the night