Yes, He is a rose, isn't he. Yesterday in church we sang, "Above All" which says, "Like a rose trampled on the ground, He took the fall and thought of me above all."
The beautiful Christmas song comes to mind also:
Lo, how a Rose e’er blooming from tender stem hath sprung! Of Jesse’s lineage coming, as men 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 men 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 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.
O Savior, Child of Mary, Who felt our human woe, O Savior, King of glory, Who dost our weakness know; Bring us at length we pray, to the bright courts of Heaven, And to the endless day!
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Yes, He is a rose, isn't he. Yesterday in church we sang, "Above All" which says, "Like a rose trampled on the ground, He took the fall and thought of me above all."
The beautiful Christmas song comes to mind also:
Lo, how a Rose e’er blooming from tender stem hath sprung!
Of Jesse’s lineage coming, as men 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 men 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 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.
O Savior, Child of Mary, Who felt our human woe,
O Savior, King of glory, Who dost our weakness know;
Bring us at length we pray, to the bright courts of Heaven,
And to the endless day!
that was a beautiful song, Beverly
thank you for sharing it!
take care and God Bless!
Jan,
This is my first opportunity to see your blog! As always, great pictures! Thanks for being a great friend.
Hey Ron,
thanks for stoping by! it means alot, I know your busy!
take care and God bless
friend !
Janice, you certainly are talented with pictures. I love what you do with them.
God bless.
Hi Gordon, thanks for stopping by!
and thank you, it's something I really like to do,
God has giving us so much! :)
have a great day!
God Bless
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