She cradled with love her son in her arms
And tried her best to explain why
As the snow gently fell on the window pane
Why in the spring of the year she would die
She raised her weary head from the soft pillow
With all the new strength she had found
And whispered to her son; a seed must die
When it is taken and planted in the ground
You see my son your Daddy is a gardener
And he will plant the seed in the spring
He has hope in his heart as he covers it with soil
To his garden the beauty it will bring
Though the seed is plain and will surely die
In the heart if its shell it has the power
To arise from the earth with body transformed
In the shape of a most beautiful flower
God wants me for His beautiful garden
Far above the drifting clouds of the sky
And that is why my darling son
In the spring of the year your mother will die
I will go to earth in the spring like the seed
But God has buried deep in my heart His love
And I will bloom with such beauty again
Fairer than any rose in His beautiful garden above
For Jesus died for me on the wood of the cross
On Calvary hill one day in the spring
But the Rose of Sharon sprang up from the ground
And the Lily of the Valley new life He did bring
My God wants me to come in the spring of the year
To lie in the soil of the ground I must need
Then in Heaven's garden I will bloom like a flower
But first I must die like the seed