by Anonymous / Unidentified Author
Translation by Catherine Winkworth (1827 - 1878)

Es ist ein Ros entsprungen
Language: German (Deutsch) 
Our translations:  DUT FRI
Es ist ein Ros entsprungen
Aus einer Wurzel zart,
Als 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 Jesajas sagt,
Hat uns gebracht alleine
Marie, die reine Magd.
Aus Gottes ew'gem Rat
Hat sie ein Kind geboren
[Wohl zu der halben Nacht]1.

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Confirmed with Clement A. Miles, Christmas Customs and Traditions, Their History and Significance, Dover Publications, New York, 1912, pages 43-44.

1 in some versions: "Welches uns selig macht."

Text Authorship:

  • by Anonymous / Unidentified Author, 14th century?

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  • DUT Dutch (Nederlands) (Geart van der Meer) , copyright © 2019, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
  • FRI Frisian (Geart van der Meer) , copyright © 2019, (re)printed on this website with kind permission


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Word count: 63

Language: English  after the German (Deutsch) 
A spotless Rose is blowing, 
  Sprung from a tender root, 
Of ancient seers' foreshowing, 
  Of Jesse promis'd 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.

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This text was added to the website: 2017-05-02
Line count: 14
Word count: 73