Flower
The flower of my world has wilted But the pain had no power to steal it God gave his highest possession To die a death of ultimate depression To see us smile, leave the devil no power All this came from Jesus, our simple plain flower
The flower of my world has wilted But evil had no right to steal it The seed had fell on god's foundation His love he gave for forever's duration
Its beauty gone, you can see no pride Laying dead on the ground, but god by its side
There is no turning back what's gone is gone But with god inside it found the strength to move on
God cried at his pain, but the flower refused To remain dead, he knew he was still of use He died, was sent to the soil Went down to hell, where evil was at boil
There it fought with the devil to free us from our sins So youth could be saved and come out of the bins On the earth we all thought it had gone But it rose from the dead to right all our wrongs
It then looked to the sky, looked to his father above He knew he'd shown the world ultimate love The world lived on and their sins were forgiven They turned to God and they knew it was his son who had risen