Текст песни Lo, How a Rose E'er Blooming, O Little Town of Bethlehem - Camille

Lo, how a rose e′er blooming
From tender stem hath sprung
Of Jesse's lineage coming
By faithful prophets 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 for us a savior
When half spent was the night

O flower whose fragrance tender
With sweetness fills the air
Dispels in glorious splendor
The darkness everywhere
True man yet very God
From sin and death He saves us
And shares our every load

O little town of Bethlehem
How still we see thee lie
Above they deep and dreamless sleep
The silent stars go by
Yet in thy dark street shineth
The everlasting light
The hopes and fears of all the years
Are met in thee tonight