Where The Roses Never Fade

(Note: I wrote this post about one month before our 18 year old son died. Now more than ever we look forward to going to this place where roses never fade. JD)

Yesterday while turning a corner near my Monroe apartment, I saw a most beautiful rosebush that was overloaded with big orange blooms. It was simply stunning. I didn’t stop to take a picture, but I did drift back in time a bit to a church service … maybe when I was a child. A familiar tune slowly came to mind. It is a simple melody but the words speak of promise, hope, and something yet to come.

I began to sing small parts of stanzas of the song Where The Roses Never Fade. I was actually surprised that they were so clear in my memory as I began to sing them. I reckon this song will not find new life, it’s message and melody are much too old fashioned. There are no stirring theological terms here. In fact, there is an over abundance of repeated lyric.

But there is something in the uncomplicatedness of this song that stirs my heart. The transitory nature of life … the moments we never get to relive … the hope of the resurrection and subsequent life of beauty and peace are all themes to be found here. And after a lifetime of replacing the worn out, buying new and improved products, starting our spiritual lives over yet again, watching those we love pass away from our grasp, there is the promise of a place where eternity reigns. There will be no more goodbye and no more loss. In the place where we are going there is rediscovery of those who have passed before us, and the glow of beauty to be found where roses never fade.

Where the Roses Never Fade
Music by Robert Metzgar
Words by Janie West Metzgar, 1929

MIDI HERE

I am going to a city,
Where the streets with gold are laid;
Where the tree of life is blooming
And the roses never fade.

Chorus:
Here they bloom but for a season
Soon their beauty is decayed.
I am going to a city,
Where the roses never fade.

In this world we have our troubles,
Satan snares we must evade.
We’ll be free from all temptations;
Where the roses never fade.

Chorus:
Here they bloom but for a season
Soon their beauty is decayed.
I am going to a city,
Where the roses never fade.

Loved ones gone to be with Jesus,
In their robes of white arrayed;
Now are waiting for my coming,
Where the roses never fade.

Chorus:
Here they bloom but for a season
Soon their beauty is decayed.
I am going to a city,
Where the roses never fade.

Here’s a solid southern gospel version of this song:

Thanks for reading,

John

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