A spotless rose (Herbert Howells)
- Editor: Ross Jallo (submitted 2020-01-23). Score information: Letter, 4 pages, 432 kB Copyright: CPDL
- Edition notes: Piano reduction omitted.
Original text and translations
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.