There is this tiny flower that has the sweetest fragrance. When I inhale its sweet perfume, it takes me back to when I was a little girl at my Grandma's house. Behind her house by the orchard gate these little sweet flowers grew under a giant walnut tree. When spring came that was the first place I would go to peek and see if the little white "bells" had bloomed. No other flower smells as sweet!
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| The Lily of the Valley. |
There is a sweet, old hymn I love to sing. You don't hear it much anymore, but it would be a good hymn to sing in church once again!
I have found a friend in Jesus,
He's everything to me,
He's the fairest of ten thousand to my soul;
the Lily of the Valley, in Him alone I see
all I need to cleanse and make me fully whole.
In sorrow He's my comfort in trouble He's my stay,
He tells me very care on him to roll.
1 comment:
What a beautiful post, Brenda. The pictures are so pretty. It does take me back to Grandma's house. I have some starts from her Lily of the Valley. So glad that I have so many flowers from her plants.
Also, the song about Jesus being the Lily of the Valley is a beautiful discription of our Savior.
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