There is a flower in god's garden
It's called Christina Bells,
It's small and it's pink and with a
softness, it fills the garden with
fragrant smells....
The poor little flower tries to grow in a field of thorns...
and some people try to step on and hurt the flower...
they don't care about her...
they are full of uncaring
scorns.
But the flower...
Grows and blooms anyway
She says in Gods garden
im going to stay...
And I'll try hard
Not to let the others make me die.
I'll continue to bloom and do my best,
Because flowers arn't pretty
When they cry...
So amoungst the thorns and the thistles
The flower continued to grow...
And she produced the most beautiful blooms of her life...
and in Gods Garden she
started to sow.
The seeds of Love and Beauty and she stood tall and regally...
and everyone who saw her...
smiled gentelly...
They said
"Come and see the flower...It's growing amoungst the thorns"...
It survives by prayer and God's merciful love.
The flower gets it's strength from the
"Father Up Above"
I'm grateful to be a flower in Gods Garden
Even growing amoungst lifes thorns
I know my Fathers there for me
and for satan he warns...
Stay away from my pretty flower
She wants to bloom and sow seeds of love and
You know I'll be there for her.
I'll be helping from up above...
by Christina
