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 chill 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 us a savior 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 flow'ret bright Amid the chill of winter When half-spent was the night