Probably my favorite Christmas melody and lyric:
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 Mother kind.To show God's love aright, she bore to us a Savior,When half spent was the night.
