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Lord Jesus, my sweet
Rose of Sharon,
My Prophet, my Priest,
and my King—
To Thee I will sing all my praises,
For blessings Thy mercy doth bring.
All glory and honor to Jesus,
Who offered His life on the cross,
To open a fountain for sinners,
And purchase a world that was lost.
Sweet Rose of Sharon,
Blooming above for me.
Oh, come help me sing
of my Savior,
For He is the joy of my heart;
Come join in His service forever,
He will His rich graces impart.
I gaze at the wounds of my Savior,
From which that great fountain
doth flow;
His word is my shield
and my buckler,
By faith I’m made
whiter than snow.
Sweet Rose of Sharon,
Blooming above for me.
In love’s verdant vale
I am resting,
In Christ all my hope I confide;
My heart and my life He is blessing,
As humbly I walk by His side.
I’m living low down in the valley,
Where sweet Rose of Sharon
doth bloom;
Oh, glory! its heavenly odor
With fragrance
my soul doth perfume.
Sweet Rose of Sharon,
Blooming above for me.
Come, sinner, thy heart
like the desert,
With sweet Rose of Sharon
shall bloom;
’Twill blossom as
flowers of summer,
His Spirit thy heart shall illume.
He paid all thy debt
on Mount Calv’ry,
He suffered that you might be free;
Oh, look, guilty one, there is mercy,
There’s life and salvation for thee.
Sweet Rose of Sharon,
Blooming above for me.
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