My Momma’s Favorite Christmas Hymn

I’m blessed to have my Momma’s 1940 Hymnal. Faded blue cloth binding shields her handwriting throughout the pages. I know her favorite Christmas hymn because one day she told me “This is my favorite Christmas hymn.” Did I care when she told me–no, probably not–but I care now.

Often as parents we get busy, caught up in rushing here and there. So busy that we forget to share the nuances of who we are with our children. One day you will be gone. What will your child remember about you? That you were really good at rushing here and there … or that you loved old MGM movies, hated wearing shoes and really liked getting hand-written letters in the mail? Will they know your favorite Christmas hymn?

In the hustle and bustle of this busy time of year, take a moment to share a little bit of YOU with your child. ~ily momma

Enjoy my Momma’s favorite Christmas Hymn Lo, How a Rose e’re Blooming from the Atlanta Symphony Orchestra and Choir

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Lo, how a Rose e’er blooming
from tender stem hath sprung!
of Jesse’s lineage coming,
as those of old have sung.
It came, a floweret bright,
amid the cold of winter,
when half spent was the night.

Isaiah ’twas foretold it,
the Rose I have in mind;
with Mary we behold it,
the Virgin Mother kind.
To show God’s love aright,
she bore to us a Savior,
when half spent was the night.

The shepherds heard the story
proclaimed by angels bright,
how Christ, the Lord of glory
was born on earth this night.
To Bethlehem they sped
and in the manger they found him,
as angel heralds said.

This Flower, whose fragrance tender
with sweetness fills the air,
dispels with glorious splendor
the darkness everywhere;
true man, yet very God,
from sin and death he saves us,
and lightens every load.

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