It was morning
The roses bloomed
Their sweet scent perfumed the horizon
Then it starts to drop
Petals to dew drop
Every beauty gone
To the sad darkness of trust
It rained tonight
Heavy, thundering, frightening
Left just green no red
Hope lost but faith gained
Looking at the horizon
With faith, with faith
Wishing on the Word
Praying for the lost
Forgiveness divine
Forgiveness the door
Faith gained
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