There’s a Rose in Bethlehem With a beauty quite divine Perfect in this world of sin On this silent holy night There’s a fragrance sweet as hope And it floats upon the wind Reaching out to every soul From a lowly manger crib
Oh, Rose of Bethlehem How lovely pure and sweet Won’t you glorify the Father Born to wear the thorns for me
There’s a Rose in Bethlehem Coloured red as mercy’s blood ‘Tis the flower of our faith ‘Tis the blossom of God’s love Though its bloom is fresh with youth Surely what will be He knows For a tear of morning dew Rolls gently down the Rose
Oh, Rose of Bethlehem How lovely pure and sweet Won’t you glorify the Father Born to wear the thorns for me
There’s a Rose in Bethlehem With a beauty quite divine Perfect in this world of sin On this silent holy night