Midst The Roses
He will take us in the Garden
We will kneel, and He will pardon
As we pause beside Him praying
We will hear our Master saying:
Give your hearts to Me this day
In the Garden we will stay.
Midst the sunshine and the flowers
Life will seem like Heavenly bowers
And our hearts will turn to singing
And our souls with joy be ringing
As we sigh and dream and pray
On that gorgeous sacred way.
We will put our arms around Him
We will kneel because we've found Him
With our love we will caress Him
With our hearts we will possess Him
And we'll walk there every day
With our Saviour just to pray.
The Flower of Friendship
Life is like a garden
And friendship like a flower
That blooms and grows in beauty
With sunshine and the shower.
And lovely are the blossoms
That are tended with great care
By those who work unselfishly
To make the place more fair.
And in the garden of the heart
Friendship's flower opens wide
When we shower it with kindness
As our love shines from inside.
The true friend seeks to give,
not to take; to help,
not to be helped;
to minister, not to be ministered unto.
Written by:
William Rader
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