Lo! How A Rose E'er Blooming - Sufjan Stevens

Lo how a rose e're blooming

From tender stem half sprung

Of Jesse's lineage coming

As those of old have sung

It came a flowerth bright

Amid the cold of winter

When half spent was the night

Isaiah twice foretold it

The rose I have in mind

And so then we behold it

The Virgin Mother kind

To show God's love aright

She bore to us a Savior

When half spent was the night