Wartburg Hymnal ‎#95

95. Lo, how a rose e'er blooming

1 Lo, how a rose e’er blooming
From tender stem hath sprung,
Of 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.

2 Isaiah ’twas foretold it,
The Rose I have in mind,
With Mary we behold it,
The Virgin-mother kind.
To show God’s love aright,
She bore to men a Savior,
When half-spent was the night.

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 O sweetest Flower, I love Thee!
A light pure and divine,
In beauty shine above me,
Fill Thou my heart's deep shrine!
All darkness drive away,
Save me from sin and sorrow,
Let me be blest for aye!

Text Information

• First Line: Lo, how a rose e'er blooming
• St. 4 Tr.: H. Brueckner
• Publication Date: 1918
• Source: Trier Gesangbuch. St. 1—Composite, Tr.
• Notes: Translated from "Es ist ein Reis entsprungen" Tune: ES IST EIN REIS ENTSPRUNGEN"

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