| Song | A Spotless Rose Is Blowing |
| Album | The Catholic Hymns |
| Genre | Contemporary Gospel |
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| Tags | A Spotless Rose Is Blowing |
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A Spotless Rose Is Blowing
Sprung From A Tender Root,
Of Ancient Seers’ Foreshowing,
Of Jesse Promised Fruit;
Its Fairest Bud Unfolds To Light
Amid The Cold, Cold Winter
And In The Dark Midnight.
The Rose Which I Am Singing,
Whereof Isaiah Said,
Is From Its Sweet Root Springing
In Mary, Purest Maid;
For Through Our God’s Great Love And Might
The Blessed Babe She Bare Us
In A Cold, Cold Winter’s Night.
