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Who is refreshing as an ocean in the desert
As lovely as a flower in the snow
And who is as watchful as an eagle o'er her young ones
As gentle as the summer breeze that blows
Precious Jesus
Sweet Rose of Sharon
There's peace and triumph
When you speak His name
Loving Savior
My sunshine in the midnight
My guiding star that shining all the day
Who is the One who always understands my blues
He just smiles and hums a happy melody
A liberated soul can't sing about being bound for long
Without looking back and to realize who set him free
Sunday, March 28, 2010
Precious Jesus, Sweet Rose of Sharon
Posted by Joan Carr at 3:15 AM
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2 comments:
You know I like.
oh, I can smell that fragrance of His sweet Holy Spirit now!
Been missing you!
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