Lo How a Rose Er Blooming

Lo, how a Rose e'er blooming from tender stem hath sprung
From Jesse's lineage coming, as men of old have sung
It came, a floweret bright, amid the cold of winter
When half spent was the night

Isaiah 'twas foretold it, that flower I have in mind
With Mary 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

The Flower, whose fragrance tender with sweetness fills the air
Dispels with glorious splendor the darkness everywhere
True man, yet very God, from sin and death He saves us
And shares our every load



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Writer(s): Traditional Music
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