A Marian Offering

Lord, if you are the sunshine
And I am like a rose,
With every word you speak to me
A new blossom grows.

Your garden is a place
Where pure love is the ground,
In your brightly coloured grace
I am nourished and bound.

Please light up my morning
And brighten up my day,
Then, when dark steals up the path
May your warming goodness stay.