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

She's just a rose
She's just a rose
Because He rose
Because He rose

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