Lyrics and translation Stig Rossen - En Rose Så Jeg Skyde

En Rose Så Jeg Skyde

En rose så jeg skyde
Op af den frosne jord
Alt som os fordum spå'de
Profetens trøsteord.
Den rose spired frem
Midt i den kolde vinter
Om nat ved Betlehem.

For rosen nu jeg kvæder
Om kap med Himlens hær.
En jomfru var hans moder,
Maria ren og skær.
I ham brød lyset frem
Midt i den mørke vinter
Om nat ved Betlehem.

Den rose fin og lille
Har dejlig duft og skær;
Den lyse for os ville
Og sprede mørket her;
I sandhed mand og Gud;
Af syndens nød og pine
Han nådig hjalp os ud

A Rose I Saw Shoot

A rose I saw shoot
Up from the frozen ground
All as we once foretold
Prophets' soothing words.
The rose then blossomed forth
Midst of the winter cold
At night near Bethlehem.

For the rose now I sing
In concert with Heaven's host.
A virgin was his mother,
Maria, pure and bright.
In him the light then shone
Midst of the winter dark
At night near Bethlehem.

The rose, then, fair and small
Has lovely scent and hue;
She would shine forth for us
And banish all our gloom;
True God and man indeed;
From sin and grief's distress
He kindly helps us out