The Hymns and Carols of Christmas

Out of the blosme sprang a thorn

For Christmas, For the Epiphany

Words and Music: 15th Century English Traditional
Compare: Out Of The Blossom Sprang A Thorn (Rickert)

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You can obtain a copy of this font from Old English at the University of Virginia, or right click here, and then select "Save File As" to save a copy of the zipped file to your computer. See notes in F A Q.

Note: Because Middle English contains letters not found in modern English, I've used a special font, "Junicode" created by Professor Peter S. Baker, Professor of English, University of Virginia on some pages.  I will note on the individual carol's page which ones need this font. You can obtain a copy of this font from his website Old English at the University of Virginia (select "Windows TrueType," or right click here, and then select "Save File As" to save a copy of the zipped file to your computer).  This font must be downloaded and installed before these pages will display accurately.

Note: Because Middle English contains letters not found in modern English, I've used a special font, "Junicode" created by Professor Peter S. Baker, Professor of English, University of Virginia on some pages.  I will note on the individual carol's page which ones need this font. You can obtain a copy of this font from his website Old English at the University of Virginia (select "Windows TrueType," or right click here, and then select "Save File As" to save a copy of the zipped file to your computer).  This font must be downloaded and installed before these pages will display accurately.

 

Source: Thomas Wright, Songs and Carols from a Manuscript in the British Museum of the Fifteenth Century (London: Printed by Richards for The Warton Club, 1856), XXXII, pp. 36-38.

Out of the blosme sprang a thorn,

Quan God hym self wold be born,

He let us nevere be forlorn,

    That born was of Marie.

 

Ther sprang a welle al at here fot,

That al this word is tornyd to good,

Quan Jhesu Cryst took fleych and blod

    Of his moder Marie.

 

Out of the welle sprang a strem

Fro patriarck to Jerusalem,

Til Cryst hymself aȝen it nem

    Of his moder, etc.

 

In wynter quan the frost hym fres,

A powre beddyng our Lord hym ches ;

Betwyin an ox and an as

Godes sone born he was

    Of his, etc.

 

It was upon the twelwe day,

Ther come thre kynges in ryche aray,

To seke Cryst ther he lay

    And his, etc.

 

Thre kynges out of dyves londe,

Swythe comyn with herte stronge,

The chyld to sekyn underfonge,

    That born was of Marie.

 

The sterre led hem a ryte way

To the chyld ther he lay ;

He help us bothe nyȝt and day,

    That born was of Marie.

 

Baltyzar was the ferste kyng,

He browte gold to his offeryng,

For to presente that ryche kyng,

    And his moder Marie.

 

Melchiar was the secunde kyng,

He browte incens to his offering,

For to present that ryche kyng,

    And his, etc.

 

Jasper was the thred kyng,

He browte myrre to his offeryng,

For to presente that ryche kyng,

    and his, etc.

 

Ther they offerid here presens,

With gold and myrre and francincens,

And clerkes redyn in here seqwens

    in Ephifanye.

 

Knel we down hym beforn,

And prey we to hym that now is born,

And let us never be forlorn,

    that born was of Marye.

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