Trampled Roses
I was there the day it happened
And my heart was rent with grief
As my precious rose lay battered
Crushed of petal, torn of leaf
And I cried for all my children
Who have drained that bitter cup
As their pleas for mercy echoed
And their anguish floated up
Please believe me, dearest daughter,
This was never my intent
For such pain to be made perfect
My Son's precious blood was spent
There is nothing where you're standing
That can wholly heal your heart
But believe me when I tell you
We won't always be apart
The memories and scents that haunt
Your dreams and cloud your days
Will one day dissipate and you
Will truly know my ways
But for now I have a gift for you
That just your heart can see
It's a picture I have drawn
Of two embracing, you and me
The image I will leave with you
While you must walk your sod
And you will be my darling girl
And I will be your God
So hold it close and don't forget
One truth that never died:
Evil will not always boast
What Love has crucified
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