In Memory of Christ and His Sacrifice
Feel the thorn, upon the Rose,
That tore a soul, only God knows.
A Rose for joy, got picked in time,
Given to God, I’ll give him mine.
Christ Jesus died, doing God’s will.
And he continues still, to be our guide,
Through this dark night, to God’s life and light.
Say a prayer, and pass the bread.
Care about, the blood he shed.
A Rose for joy, got picked in time,
Given to God, I’ll give him mine.
Now summers gone, and winters here.
More summers gone , so many years.
A Rose for joy, got picked in time,
Given to God, I’ll give him mine.
On a gray, and gloomy day,
Jesus gave his life away.
A Rose for joy, got picked in time,
Given to God, I’ll give him mine.
A Rose for joy, now a bouquet,
Because Christ gave, his life away.
A Rose for joy, got picked in time,
Given to God, I’ll give him mine.
Don’t let position, and possessions,
Become your life, upon this earth.
Oh if you lose, what really matters,
Then you’ll know, our God’s true worth.
You’ll see his hand, in every matter,
That is all things, of any worth.
A Rose for joy, got picked in time,
Given to God, I’ll give him mine.