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His Blood Upon The Rose

I see His blood upon the Rose
And in the stars the glory of His eyes,
His body gleams amid eternal snows;
His tears fall from the skies.
I see His face in every flower;
The thunder and the surging of the birds,
Are but His voice carven by His power.

Rocks are His written words.
All pathways by His feet are worn,
His strong heart stirs the ever-beating sea,
His crown of thorns is twined
with every thorn His cross is every tree.

If we should meet and you forget me,
You have lost nothing.
But if you meet Jesus and forget Him,
You have lost everything.

LOVE ONE ANOTHER

John 13:34

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