A Spotless Rose

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Herbert Howells - Pop

A Spotless Rose

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Lyrics

A spotless Rose is blowing Sprung from a tender root Of ancient seers' foreshowing Of Jesse promis'd fruit; Its fairest bud unfolds to light Amid the cold, cold winter And in the dark midnight The Rose which I am singing Whereof Isaiah said Is from its sweet root springing In Mary, purest Maid; For through our God's great love and might The Blessed Babe she bare us In a cold, cold winter's night

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  • Herbert Howells