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ODE IV




Rod of the Root of Jesse,
Thou, Flower of Mary born,
From that thick shady mountain
Camíst glorious forth this morn:
Of her, the ever Virgin,
Incarnate wast Thou made,
The immaterial Essence,
The GOD by all obeyed!
Glory, LORD, Thy servants pay
To Thy wondrous might today!


The Gentilesí expectation,
Whom Jacobís words foretell,
Who Syriaís pride shalt vanquish,
Samariaís pride shalt quell;
Thou from the Root of Judah
Like some fair plant dost spring,
To turn old Gentile error
To Thee, its GOD and King!
Glory, LORD, Thy servants pay
To Thy wondrous might today!


In Balaamís ancient vision
The Eastern seers were skilled,
They marked the constellations,
And joy their spirits filled:
For Thou, bright Star of Jacob,
Arising in Thy might,
Didst call these Gentiles first-fruits
To worship in Thy light.
They in holy reverence bent,
Gifts acceptable present.


As on a fleece descending
The gentle dews distil,
As drops the earth that water,
The Virgin didst Thou fill.
For Media, leagued with Sheba,
Falls down and worships Thee:
Tarshish and Ethiopia,
The Isles and Araby.
Glory, LORD, Thy servants pay
To Thy wondrous might today!

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LYRICS
Meter: 7 6 7 6 D 7 7
Writer(s):
    Trans/Adapted:
      Dates: 760,1862
      Bible Refs: Hab 3:3;
      MUSIC
      Name: SCHROEDER
      Meter: 7 6 7 6 D 7 7
      Writer(s):
        Dates: 1887

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