A Crushed Rose
O,
beautiful rose , please tell me ,
For
I would like to know ,
Why
I must crush your petals
That
the sweet perfume may flow ,
O
, life that is clothed in beauty
Perhaps
like that wonderful rose
You
will need to be crushed by suffering
If
the radiance of your life must glow
A
life that is crushed by sorrow
Can
feel for another’s grief ,
And
send out that fragrance of love
That
will bring some heart relief ,
O
, do not repine at your testing
When
called to pass under the rod ;
For
your life the sweeter will be
If
blessed by the hand of God
Then
let us rejoice when He sendeth
Some
sorrow or hardship that tries
And
be glad to be crushed as a rose leaf
That
a sweeter perfume may arise.