Spotless Rose

A Spotless Rose is blowing
Sprung from a tender root
Of ancient seers' foreshowing
Of Jesse promised fruit
Its fairest bud unfolds to light
Amid the cold, cold winter
And in the dark midnight

The Rose which I am singing
Whereof Isaiah said
Is from its sweet root springing
In Mary, purest Maid
Through God's great love and might
The Blessed Babe she bare us
In a cold, cold winter's night



Credits
Writer(s): Ola Gjeilo
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