[Intro:] Soft as the open air As gentle as the common breeze Is the beauty of the crimson rose God has made you to be Planted in the garden of life By the King of Kings And watered by His everlasting love Each petal gently kissed by God And enlightened by heaven's face Forever surrounded by heaven's soil And growing in heaven's amazing grace [Hook:] She's just a rose She's just a rose Because He rose Because He rose [Verse 1:] I pray for my daughter—I pray for her soul I pray that she remembers everything that I taught her Even more than cherishing anything I bought her I pray to God that she would never get caught up With the wrong crowd every flower needs water 'Cause for every seed sown, another weed is growin' So I gotta pour that water deep into her soul The water is the word, therefore she's gotta know That she's so beautiful—yet beauty is vain And holiness is the only beauty that remains I know that remains to be seen and so I'm prayin' That she would stay pure even at a young age She's just eight so it's only the front page In the story of her life, therefore she's unscathed But as she grows older, gotta let her hand go Tell her look both ways before she walks across the road She's a rose [Hook] [Verse 2:] I praise God for my wife—oh how I love her People on the road wanna know how I met her Mutual friend—It was summer of '97 At a singles' fellowship—yes, we exchanged numbers Fast-forward something like five years When I realized this woman was everything I wasn't We transitioned from friends became lovers In 2002, is when I became husband Now she's wife—she's my rose If she's a rose, then I'll take a dozen—dozen She's every woman, when I come home hungry There's food in the oven She's in the ministry—nourishing the women at the church house Wife—one day she'll be a mother She's beautiful but it's deeper then the skin 'Cause her true beauty stems from being rooted in Him She's a rose [Hook] [Verse 3:] One petal, two petals, three petals, four Every time she's impure another petal hits the floor For this reason her self image is poor Overcome by depression therefore she's insecure But she can exchange her pain for His joy And her God can give her strength if ever she does mourn If she mourns—she mourns; Her God can restore her She can't look inside herself and expect to find a cure All of us got dirt deep down at the core And I know nobody's perfect, every rose has got thorns Except Christ was perfect—He was sown into the soil Now she's rooted in the power of the resurrected Lord [Hook]