A Rose by Any Other Name

I waited by the riverside
The lilies swayin' slow
Thought I might see you passin' by
But then I had to go

I saw a light upon a hill
A city sparkled there
I stood so lonely and so still
In beams surpassing fair

As my feet stepped to the path
I saw a rose in brightest bloom
A crimson piece of seamless cloth torn from the Master's loom

Yes a rose by any other name
Is still a rose the same
And Christ's crimson-petaled love
Makes roses bloom again
Yes, a rose by any other name
Still a rose must be
But it takes much more than a rose to say
I give to my love to thee

There's a lily of the valley
There's a heaven o'er the range
Though you may think it sadly
Or something awful strange

It was by a lonely riverbed
When I heard your mournful cry
Your smile was full of thorns and red
The blood wept from your side

I placed a lily in your hair
A cross upon your heart
I wrote a secret message there
And from you did depart

Yes a rose by any other name
Is still a rose the same
But Christ's crimson-petal blood
Makes roses bloom again
Yes, a rose by any other name
Still a rose must be
But it takes much more than a rose to say
I give to my love to thee