These gorgeous Mr Lincoln roses were blooming in the mid-November sun this Sunday morning. Somehow, their petals stayed intact through rather heavy rain Friday and overnight. They began to emit their compelling fragrance as they warmed up in the house. Not many roses can surpass Mr Lincoln blooms for scent and beauty.
I usually don’t expect such a perfect rose in November. These blooms are part of Cee’s Flower of the Day.
The small hymnal in the first photo, The Gospel Hymn Book, is signed and dated 1890. Surprisingly, I found it in a local library, shelved in the Books for Sale section, available for purchase for only fifty cents. Oh my! I am blessed to have it. It is very fragile, dog-eared and spotted, bound with aged string, but the wisdom within is full of strength, power, and timeless. Under a title of Sweetness of Prayer is printed the following verse:
Come, Holy Comforter, Presence Divine,
Now in our longing hearts graciously shine;
O for Thy mighty power,
O for a blessed shower,
Filling this hallowed hour with joy divine.
Here from the World We Turn
Words: Frances Jane Crosby
Music: Tryst | William Howard Doane