| Song | The Flowers That Beautified |
| Album | Pentecostal And Apostolic Hymns 3 |
| Genre | Traditional Christian Hymns |
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| Tags | The Flowers That Beautified |
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The Flowers That Beautified The Field,
That Looked Tender And Fresh
When Touched By Sickle, It Will Die;
It Falls And Withers Off.
This Example Is Fit For Us
According To God’s Word;
Let Young And Old Take Heed And Know
That They Are But Like Grass.
Put Not Your Trust On Fleeting Breath,
Call Not Your Times Your Own;
Around, We See Sickle Of Death
Cut Down Thousands Of Souls.
Those Who Are Spared Until This Day
Soon, Life Will Also End;
Prepare, Be Wise Before The Time
The Death Angel Will Come.
The Grass, When Dead, Will Wake No More
Die, Thou, That Thou May Live,
What, If Death Were The Door That Leads
To Everlasting Pain.
O Lord, Help Us Answer Thy Call,
Let Us Depart From Sin
And When We Fall Down Like The Grass
Let Our Souls Come To Thee.
