Lo, How a Rose E'er Blooming

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 flow'ret bright
 Amid the cold of winter
 When half-spent was the night
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 This 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 lightens every load
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 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
 When half-spent was the night
 When half-spent was the night