paroles de chanson Lo How a Rose E'er Blooming - Jess Ray , Langdon
                                                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 
                                                flower 
                                                bright
 
                                    
                                
                                                Amid 
                                                the 
                                                cold 
                                                of 
                                                winter
 
                                    
                                
                                                When 
                                                half-spent 
                                                was 
                                                the 
                                                night
 
                                    
                                
                                                Isaiah 
                                                was 
                                                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
 
                                    
                                
                                                    O 
                                                flower, 
                                                whose 
                                                fragrance 
                                                tender
 
                                    
                                
                                                With 
                                                sweetness 
                                                fills 
                                                the 
                                                air
 
                                    
                                
                                                Dispel 
                                                in 
                                                glorious 
                                                splendour
 
                                    
                                
                                                The 
                                                darkness 
                                                everywhere
 
                                    
                                
                                                True 
                                                man, 
                                                yet 
                                                very 
                                                God
 
                                    
                                
                                                From 
                                                sin 
                                                and 
                                                death 
                                                now 
                                                save 
                                                us
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                share 
                                                our 
                                                every 
                                                load
 
                                    
                                
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