131 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.
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 them a Savior.
When half spent was the night.
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 them a Savior.
When half spent was the night.