God is my Rose, He walks close to me
My soul sings as I think of His love,
As my will resigns to you O' Lord,
Your love to me is then out poured.
I'll do my best to please you Lord
Teach me to grow to be more like you,
May your fragrance shine through me,
I am the branch, I will cling to thee.
God you're my Rose, you direct my path
Without you Lord, I would be nothing,
I want to be rooted and grounded in you,
You are my Master, my special Rose too.
Thank you God for your gentle embrace
You're my constant joy, til' I see your face.
He patiently listens as I call upon Him,
He is my shelter, He is my living spring.
Bernice Ward © 2006
"I am the vine, ye are the branches:
He that abideth in me, and I in him,
the same bringeth forth much fruit:
for without me ye can do nothing."