47. Behold, a Branch Is Growing

1 Behold, a Branch is growing
Of loveliest form and grace,
As prophets sang, foreknowing;
It springs from Jesse's race
And bears one little flow'r
In midst of coldest winter,
At deepest midnight hour.

2 Isaiah had foretold it
In words of promise sure,
And Mary's arms enfold it,
A virgin meek and pure.
Through God's eternal will
This child to her is given
At midnight calm and still.

3 The shepherds heard the story
Proclaimed by angels bright,
How Christ, the Lord of glory,
Was born on earth this night.
To Bethlehem they sped
And in the manger found him,
As angel heralds said.

4 This flow'r, so small and tender,
With fragrance fills the air;
His brightness ends the darkness
That kept the earth in fear.
True God and yet true man,
He came to save his people
From earth's dark night of sin.

5 O Savior, Child of Mary,
Who felt our human woes,
O Savior, King of glory,
Who conquered all our foes,
Bring us at last, we pray,
To the bright courts of heaven
And to the endless day.

Text Information
First Line: Behold, a Branch is growing
Title: Behold, a Branch Is Growing
Meter: 76 76 676
Language: English
Publication Date: 1993
Topic: Christmas
Source: Translation composite; Alte Catholische Geistliche Kirchengeseng, Köln, 1599, abr.
Tune Information
Meter: 76 76 676
Key: F Major
Source: Alte Catholische Geistliche Kirchengeseng, Köln, 1599

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