On the Rose dawn
Was when Christ was born
And Joy spread through the world
From the desert sands of Jerusalem
To the oceans beds of old Siam
Word was spread, yes word was spread
Jesus Christ was born
The birth of the great I am
In the rose dawn I saw the light
Like a flock of birds risen in flight
And shoulders of lamb tender to the bite
Born was Christ Jesus and the great I am
Following the flock and flecking the fight
Little blood spots trail along corridors of might
And he carries the cross and he bears a shroud of white
Holiest of spirits come in deepest night
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