| I Know A Rose Tree |
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| I know a Rose tree springing |
| Forth from an ancient root |
| As men of old we singing |
| From Jesse came the shoot |
| That bore a blossom bright |
| A-mid the cold of winter |
| When half spent was the night |
| O Flow’r, whose fragrance tender |
| With sweetness fills the air |
| Dispel in glorious splendor |
| The darkness ev’rywhere; |
| True man, yet very God |
| From sin and death now save us |
| And share our ev’ry load |
