"roses" appears in 20 hymns in our collection, reflecting its spiritual significance in worship.
roses
...Will He not care for me?
I saw the roses growing
In beauty day by day;...
Will He not care for me?
I saw the roses growing
In beauty day by day;
...And shall He not care for you?
Hark, the roses speaking,
Telling all abroad...
And shall He not care for you?
Hark, the roses speaking,
Telling all abroad
...Now to cast at Jesus’ feet.
Bringing roses, bringing lilies,
Now to cast at Jesus’ feet;...
Now to cast at Jesus’ feet.
Bringing roses, bringing lilies,
Now to cast at Jesus’ feet;
...And crushed thy sting, Despair;
And roses bloom in desert tomb
For Jesus hath been there!...
And crushed thy sting, Despair;
And roses bloom in desert tomb
For Jesus hath been there!
...Christ the Lord is risen today!
Waken, roses, from your slumber!
Lilies, wake to greet your Lord!...
Christ the Lord is risen today!
Waken, roses, from your slumber!
Lilies, wake to greet your Lord!
...To deck each soldier’s grave,
And summer’s fragrant roses bring—
They died our land to save....
To deck each soldier’s grave,
And summer’s fragrant roses bring—
They died our land to save.
...I come to the garden alone
While the dew is still on the roses
And the voice I hear falling on my ear...
I come to the garden alone
While the dew is still on the roses
And the voice I hear falling on my ear
...That Christ, our Lord, is risen today;
Take jasmine pure and roses white,
Wreathe aisle and altar with their snow;...
That Christ, our Lord, is risen today;
Take jasmine pure and roses white,
Wreathe aisle and altar with their snow;
...Upon the morning gale;
Red o’er the hill the roses bloom,
The lilies in the vale....
Upon the morning gale;
Red o’er the hill the roses bloom,
The lilies in the vale.
...Of Thy redeeming love.
Soon as the morn with roses
Bedecks the dewy east,...
Of Thy redeeming love.
Soon as the morn with roses
Bedecks the dewy east,
...But we breathe the sweet perfume
Of the roses on the mountain,
In their lovely vernal bloom;...
But we breathe the sweet perfume
Of the roses on the mountain,
In their lovely vernal bloom;
...But we breathe the sweet perfume
Of the roses on the mountain,
In their lovely vernal bloom;...
But we breathe the sweet perfume
Of the roses on the mountain,
In their lovely vernal bloom;
...But now we look up to a conqueror’s throne.
A perfume from roses and lilies full fair,
An anthem of praise ringing out on the air,...
But now we look up to a conqueror’s throne.
A perfume from roses and lilies full fair,
An anthem of praise ringing out on the air,
...Those again who have sickened,
Fair be their lives as the roses in bloom;
Give of Thy grace to the souls Thou hast quickened,...
Those again who have sickened,
Fair be their lives as the roses in bloom;
Give of Thy grace to the souls Thou hast quickened,
...That near Damascus run;
Its bank of palms and roses
Lay beauteous in the sun....
That near Damascus run;
Its bank of palms and roses
Lay beauteous in the sun.
...In the name of Jesus, consolation speak.
Just a little sunshine makes the roses grow;
In the barren places, flowers begin to show;...
In the name of Jesus, consolation speak.
Just a little sunshine makes the roses grow;
In the barren places, flowers begin to show;
...Zion, the desolate, again
Shall see her lands with roses bloom;
And Carmel’s mount, and Sharon’s plain,...
Zion, the desolate, again
Shall see her lands with roses bloom;
And Carmel’s mount, and Sharon’s plain,
...The children of pleasure all feel the sad hour;
The roses are faded, and tasteless the cheer,
The world is grown old, and judgment is near!...
The children of pleasure all feel the sad hour;
The roses are faded, and tasteless the cheer,
The world is grown old, and judgment is near!
...In the place of briars, strew the fairest flow’rs,
Wreathing brows with roses
Plucked from heav’nly bowers....
In the place of briars, strew the fairest flow’rs,
Wreathing brows with roses
Plucked from heav’nly bowers.
...The barren wastes are fruitful lands,
The desert blooms with roses;
And He, the glory of all lands,...
The barren wastes are fruitful lands,
The desert blooms with roses;
And He, the glory of all lands,
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