MERRY CHRISTMAS! A rose has sprung up, from a tender root. As the old ones sang to us, Its lineage was from Jesse. And it has brought forth a floweret In the middle of the cold winter Well at half the night. The rosebud that I mean, Of which Isaiah told Is Mary, the pure, Who brought us the floweret. At Gods immortal word, She has borne a child Remaining a pure maid. The floweret, so small That smells so sweet to us With its clear light Dispels the darkness. True Man and True God! He helps us from all trouble, Saves us from sin and death.
Posted on: Sun, 28 Dec 2014 23:24:11 +0000
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