I Know A Rose Tree Springing (Es Is Ein Ros Entsprungen) – Organ & Trumpet Descant

Lyrics ~ 3 verses

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
Amid the cold of winter,
When half spent was the night.

This rose-tree, blossom laden,
Whereof Isaiah spake,
Is Mary, spotless maiden
Who mothered, for our sake,
The little Child, newborn,
By God’s eternal counsel,
On that first Christmas morn .

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.

Lyrics by Frater Conradus from the Hymnal Gebetbuchlein des Frater Conradus of 1582 or 1588. Public Domain.

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Recording

  • Tune: Es is ein Ros’ entsprungen, composer Michael Praetorius (1571 – 1621). Public Domain. Descant © 2020 Richard M S Irwin.
  • Meter: 76 76 676
  • Performance Copyright ℗ 2019 Richard M S Irwin. All rights reserved. ISRC UKTU21900062

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German Original

Es ist ein Ros entsprungen,
aus einer Wurzel zart,
wie uns die Alten sungen,
von Jesse kam die Art
Und hat ein Blümlein bracht
mitten im kalten Winter,
wohl zu der halben Nacht.

Das Röslein, das ich meine,
davon Isaias sagt,
ist Maria die reine
die uns das Blümlein bracht.
Aus Gottes ew’gem Rat
hat sie ein Kind geboren
und blieb ein reine Magd.
or: Welches uns selig macht.

Das Blümelein, so kleine,
das duftet uns so süß,
mit seinem hellen Scheine
vertreibt’s die Finsternis.
Wahr Mensch und wahrer Gott,
hilft uns aus allem Leide,
rettet von Sünd und Tod.

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