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LO HOW A ROSE E'ER BLOOMING Lo, how a rose e'er blooming from tender stem has sprung Of Jesse's lineage coming as men of old have sung It came, a flower bright amid the cold of winter When half spent was the night. Isaiah `twas foretold it, the rose I had 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. @Xmas @seasonal filename[ LOROSE RG oct99 |
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