Verse I:

In my secret garden,
the world in stillness lay,
A single rose grew in my heart,
as I knelt down to pray.

Thorns of unforgiveness
barred the giving of its bloom
and the beauty and the wonder,
of its life-giving perfume.

Chorus:

Thorns of unforgiveness
Like poison in my veins
Pierced as the sword that once before
Caused our Savior Pain

Verse II:

In another garden,
Not so long ago,
The Master crushed the petals
And the crimson water flowed

Crowns of thorns and mockery
Dice exchanged for clothes
In the Garden of Gethsemane,
Died the perfect rose

CHORUS:

Forgiveness grows the roses,
God's love removes the thorns,
The seeds of mercy ride the wind
And precious lives transform.

VERSE III:

Jesus left His Garden in Glory
The stone of hope unrolled,
From cross to borrowed tomb,
I saw His Word unfold.

I leaned against the boulder,
And saw nothing but the clothes,
Then I knew He had risen
My Lord, my perfect Rose.

BRIDGE:

Forgiveness grew the flowers,
And whittled down the thorns,
The seeds of mercy rode the winds
And blossomed in the storms.

VERSE IV:

He led me to another place,
A garden without thorns,
And mercy I returned to those,
Who hated and who scorned.

In my secret garden,
The world in stillness lay,
And the beauty of forgiveness
Transformed my heart that day.

CHORUS:

Thorns of unforgiveness
Like poison in my veins
Pierced as the sword that once before
Caused our Savior Pain

WORSHIP STYLE:

Forgiveness grows the flowers,
And whittles down the thorns,
Seeds of mercy ride the winds
And blossom in the storms.

Those seeds of mercy turned
The crown of thorns to gold
Seeds of mercy ride the winds
And blossom in the storms.

Shae A. Cooke
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