Thursday, October 11, 2012

In My Garden Of Roses


As the bright rays of the Sun peek out
I stand in my garden of Roses this day
I have come here to speak to my Savior
First I must get on my knees and pray

I know He has been right here with me
No sound has He made to let me know
He awaits these prayers from my heart
Lifting up my head I know where to go

He walks beside the pretty Red Roses
I hear His soft gentle voice guiding me
Telling me He is the sacred redeemer
That only through Him will I be set free

My heart is so light as he keeps talking
Telling me of this place that's far away
Where He has prepared a home for me
There I shall live an eternal life one day

copyright © 2012 By Acie

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