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 much like hope That it sends upon the wind Reaching out to every soul From a lowly manger's crib Oh, Rose of Bethlehem How lovely, pure and sweet Born to glorify the Father Born to wear the thorns for me There's a Rose in Bethlehem Colored red like mercy's blood It's the flower of our faith It's 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 Is rolling down the Rose Oh, Rose of Bethlehem How lovely, pure and sweet Born to 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 Oh, Rose of Bethlehem How lovely, pure and sweet Born to 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
There's a fragrance much like hope
That it sends upon the wind
Reaching out to every soul
From a lowly manger's crib
Oh, Rose of Bethlehem
How lovely, pure and sweet
Born to glorify the Father
Born to wear the thorns for me
There's a Rose in Bethlehem
Colored red like mercy's blood
It's the flower of our faith
It's 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
Is rolling down the Rose
Oh, Rose of Bethlehem
How lovely, pure and sweet
Born to 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
Oh, Rose of Bethlehem
How lovely, pure and sweet
Born to glorify the Father
Born to wear the thorns for me