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Behold a branch is growing




Behold a branch is growing
As of loveliest form and grace,
As prophets sung, foreknowing;
It springs from Jesse's race
And bears one little Flower
In midst of coldest winter,
At deepest midnight hour.


Isaiah hath foretold It
In words of promise sure,
And Mary' s arms enfold It,
A virgin meek and pure.
Through God's eternal will
This Child to her is given
At midnight calm and still.


The shepherds heard the story,
Proclaimed by angels bright,
How Christ, the Lord of Glory,
Was born on earth this night.
To Bethlehem they sped
And in the manger found him,
As angel heralds said.


This Flower, whose fragrance tender
With sweetness fills the air,
Dispels with glorious splendor
The darkness everywhere.
True Man, yet very God;
From sin and death He saves us
And lightens every load.


O Savior, Child of Mary,
Who felt our human woe;
Savior, King of Glory.
Who dost our weakness know,
Bring us at length, we pray.
To the bright courts of heaven
And to the endless day.

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LYRICS
Meter: 7 6 7 6 6 7 6
Writer(s):
    Trans/Adapted:
      Dates: c.1500
      Bible Refs:
      LIST OF LYRIC SOURCES
      Hymn/Song Book Year Song #
      1996# 121
      1961# 153
      MUSIC
      Name: ES IST EIN' ROS' ENTSPRUNGEN
      Meter: 7 6 7 6 6 7 6
      Writer(s):
        Dates: 1599,1609
        LIST OF MUSIC SOURCES
        Hymn/Song Book Song # Key
        # 113 No key
        # 121 No key
        # 82 No key
        # 90E
        # 160F
        # 87F
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