The King of Flowers:
A Crown of Abundance
In the garden of grace, where the soft breezes blow,
The Peony opens, a majestic, grand show.
With layers of petals like velvet and light,
It stands as the King, a magnificent sight.
A symbol of growth, where the weary can rest,
In the fullness of blooming, we truly are blessed.
For the King’s heart is a stream, flowing deep, flowing wide,
Water he channels where His loved ones abide.
Toward all who please Him, the river runs free,
A current of favor for you and for me.
And here in this garden, where honor is found,
Abundance and prosperity cover the ground.
Whoever pursues righteousness, kindness, and love,
Finds life in the blessings sent down from above.
Like the Peony’s bloom, expanding so sweet,
His love makes our joy and our triumph complete.
Richness and honor, a fragrant perfume,
Chasing away every shadow of gloom.
And the secret is this, as the petals unroll,
A medicine given to strengthen the soul.
For a merry heart does good, healing deep within,
Where the life of the King and His glory begin.
So lift up your head, let your spirit take flight,
For you bloom in His love, in His marvellous light!
