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Lo, How a Rose e’er Blooming

Christmas Carols

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; Mary we behold it, the Virgin

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