And man dead in sin, lost in error.
Then mindful of promises given,
God sent from the gardens of heaven
A Rose, ’mid the thorns brightly blowing,
And freely its fragrance bestowing.
Wherever this Rose Tree is grounded,
The kingdom of God there is founded;
And where its sweet fragrance is wafted,
There peace in the heart is engrafted.
As Kingo was known among the Danes as “the poet of Easter,” so Brorson from this time was hailed as “the poet of Christmas.”