Browse Carols: A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z # Rod Of The Root Of Jesse 1. Rod of the Root of Jesse, Thou, Flower of Mary born, From that thick shady mountain Cam'st glorious forth this morn: Of her, the Ever Virgin, Incarnate wast Thou made, The immaterial Essence, The God by all obeyed! Glory, Lord, Thy servants pay To Thy wondrous might to day! 2. The Gentiles' expectation, Whom Jacob's words foretell, Who Syria's pride shall vanquish, Samaria's power shalt quell; Thou from the Root of Judah Like some fair plant dost spring, To turn old Gentile error To Thee, its God and King! Glory, Lord, Thy servants pay To Thy wondrous might to-day! 3. In Balaam's ancient vision The Eastern seers were skilled; They marked the constellations, And joy their spirits filled; For Thou, bright Star of Jacob, Arising in Thy might, Didst call these Gentile first-fruits To worship in Thy light. They, in holy reverence bend, Gifts acceptable present. As on a fleece descending The gentle dews distil, As drops the earth that water, The Virgin didst Thou fill. Tarshish and Ethiopia, The Isles and Araby, And Media, leagues with Sheba, Fall down and worship Thee. Glory, Lord, Thy servants pay To Thy wondrous might today! Browse Carols: A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z #