LRC歌词
A tender shoot hath started
Up from a root of grace
As ancient seers imparted
From Jesse's holy race
It blooms without a blight
Blooms in the cold bleak winter
Turning our darkness into light
This shoot Isaiah taught us
From Jesse's root should spring
The Virgin Mary brought us
The branch of which we sing
Our God of endless might
Gave her this child to save us
Thus turning darkness into light
Up from a root of grace
As ancient seers imparted
From Jesse's holy race
It blooms without a blight
Blooms in the cold bleak winter
Turning our darkness into light
This shoot Isaiah taught us
From Jesse's root should spring
The Virgin Mary brought us
The branch of which we sing
Our God of endless might
Gave her this child to save us
Thus turning darkness into light
文本歌词
A tender shoot hath startedUp from a root of graceAs ancient seers impartedFrom Jesse's holy raceIt blooms without a blightBlooms in the cold bleak winterTurning our darkness into lightThis shoot Isaiah taught usFrom Jesse's root should springThe Virgin Mary brought usThe branch of which we singOur God of endless mightGave her this child to save usThus turning darkness into light
