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==Original text and translations==
==Original text and translations==
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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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  • (Posted 2018-06-03)  CPDL #49972:     
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: SacredCarol

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

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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.