Lo...How Blessed

LO, HOW A ROSE E'ER BLOOMING
(15th c. German carol, tr. Baker/16th c. German psalter, arr. Praetorius)

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 flower bright,
Amid the cold of winter,
When half-gone was the night.

Isaiah 'twas foretold it,
The Rose I have in mind;
With Mary we behold it,
The virgin mother kind.
To show God's love aright,
She bore to men a Savior
When half-gone was the night.


BLESSED BE THE GOD OF ISRAEL
(Quinn/English Melody, arr. R. Vaughn Williams)

Blessed be the God of Israel,
The everliving Lord,
Who comes in pow'r to save His own,
His people, Israel.
For Israel He raises up
Salvation's tower on high
In David's house, who reigned as king
and servant of the Lord.

Through holy prophets did He speak
His word in days of old;
That He would save us from our foes
And all who bear us ill.
To our ancestors did He give
His covenant of love;
So with us all He keeps His word
In love that knows no end.

O tiny Child, Your name shall be
The prophet of the Lord;
The way of God You shall prepare
To make His coming known.
You shall proclaim to Israel
Salvation's dawning day,
When God shall wipe away all sins
In His redeeming love.