Intro: F
F Bb F C Dm Bb F Gm Csus F 1. Lo, how a Rose e'er blooming, from tender stem hath sprung! F Bb F F Dm Bb F Gm Csus F Of Jesse's lineage coming, as men of old have sung. F Gm Am F G C C F Bb C D It came a flow'ret bright, amid the cold of winter, Gm F Gm7 C F When half-spent was the night. 2. Isaiah 'twas foretold it, the Rose | have in mind, With Mary we behold it, the Virgin Mother kind. To show God's love aright, she bore to men a Savoir When half-spent was the night. 3. This Flow'r, whose fragrance tender with sweetness fills the air, Dispels with glorious splendor the darkness ev'rywhere. True man, yet very God; from sin and death He saves us, And lightens ev'ry load.