Treasure Island

Eva L. Shaw

(July 6,1950 / Chatham, ON)

The ROSE Healing - God's Design


When spring comes to us,
Scent of flowers in the air,
A tiny little rosebud,
A flower of God's design.
Perfect in His possession,
Always in His hand,
God unfolds the petals,
The secret's unknown to me,
The tiny little rosebud,
A flower of God's design,
Unfolds with perfection,
The rose in His hand.
As my life lies before me,
With it's joy and distress,
He is always near me,
Unfolding all life's petals,
The flower of His design,
Forever in His hand.

Submitted: Sunday, January 09, 2011
Edited: Sunday, November 10, 2013

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