歌曲 | Rose of Bethlehem |
歌手 | Selah |
专辑 | Rose of Bethlehem |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Alexander | |
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 | |
Tis the flower of our faith | |
Tis the blossom of | |
God's love | |
Though it's 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 |
zuo qu : Alexander | |
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 | |
Tis the flower of our faith | |
Tis the blossom of | |
God' s love | |
Though it' s 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 |
zuò qǔ : Alexander | |
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 | |
Tis the flower of our faith | |
Tis the blossom of | |
God' s love | |
Though it' s 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 |