Where The Roses Grow

When I am troubled or feeling low
I walk along in my garden
Where the Roses grow....

A peacefulness can be felt there
It can’t be explained, I only know
The presence of my Lord is there
Where the Roses grow....

The sweet fragrance fills the air
And time passes...ever so slow
I feel so much, a part of nature
Where the Roses grow

Filling my basket...With these beauties
Dew on the petals, making them glow
I thank my Lord, for this special place
Where the Roses grow.........

Judith Johnson Kypta
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Isaiah 26:3
Thou wilt keep him in perfect peace
Whose mind is stayed on thee: because
he Trusteth in thee