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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. | |||
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. | |||
O Savior, child of Mary, | |||
who felt our human woe, | |||
O Savior, King of glory, | |||
who dost our weakness know; | |||
Bring us at length we pray, | |||
to the bright courts of heaven, | |||
And to the endless day.}} | |||
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- Editor: Ronald McVey (submitted 2018-06-03). Score information: Letter, 6 pages, 49 kB Copyright: CPDL
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Title: Lo, how a rose e'er blooming
Composer: Ronald McVey
Lyricist: Unknown
Number of voices: 4vv Voicing: SATB
Genre: Sacred, Carol
Language: English
Instruments: A cappella
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Description: 15th century German Christmas carol for unaccompanied SATB chorus
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Original text and translations
English text
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.
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.
O Savior, child of Mary,
who felt our human woe,
O Savior, King of glory,
who dost our weakness know;
Bring us at length we pray,
to the bright courts of heaven,
And to the endless day.