VERSE:
The roses fearfully on thorns did stand.
Beauty and pain grow on the same hand.
Some of the roses fell among the thorns,
Which grew up and choked them in scorn.
How sad it is to see the petals fall.
Like tears from heaven after all.
REFRAIN:
Still rejoice because thorns have roses,
Growing on the same tree.
Still rejoice because thorns have roses.
One of them is you and me.
VERSE:
Thorns steal beauty from the beloved.
Their crimson shade runs like blood.
It’s enough to make your soul drown,
Until the thorns become a brilliant crown.
What joy to see the dead come to life,
Rising above in the darkest night.
REFRAIN:
Still rejoice because thorns have roses,
Growing on the same tree.
Still rejoice because thorns have roses.
One of them is you and me.
BRIDGE:
Smell the scent of roses like perfume.
It abides in the air with flowers in full bloom.
REFRAIN:
Still rejoice because thorns have roses,
Growing on the same tree.
Still rejoice because thorns have roses.
One of them is you and me.
VAMP:
Let the roses grow until the thorns are no more.
Let the roses grow until the thorns are no more.
Copyright 2024 Jennifer Waters
Shakespeare’s Sonnet XCIX (99)
Matthew 13:7
