Roses Will Bloom Again
I planted a little rose bush, tended it with care. It's buds begin to blossom, their sweet fragrance filled the air. But when winter came it withered, the petals drooped and fell to the ground. My heart sank as it faded. But I'd forgotten who had made it. He said...
Roses will bloom again, just wait and see. Don't mourn what might have been. Only God knows how and when. Roses will bloom again.
Rose was his only sweetheart, a loving wife of forty years. He cherished every day they had, and held the memories dear. He never dreamed he'd bury love and go on to live alone. When he lay his Rose to rest, he looked to Heaven and tried his best to believe.....
Roses will bloom again, just wait and see. Don't mourn what might have been. Only God knows how and when. Roses will bloom again.
The Precious Rose of Sharon, broken and bruised in cruel shame. Stained the cross at Calvary so that men might be saved. Satan cheered as He died, while Mary and the others cried. Then God raised Him up from death's sleep. And kept a promise only He could keep.
Roses will bloom again, just wait and see. Don't mourn what might have been. Only God knows how and when. Roses will bloom agan.
( used by permission ) Music by Marcia Henry/ Marcia Henry Music BMI |