The Easter lily is representative of Christ's resurrection, it Symbolises of purity, hope and innocence and new life of spring
- The Easter season is masked with several legends and folklores about the lily and its religious significance. Easter Lily is the traditional flower of Easter and is highly regarded as a joyful symbol of elegance, beauty, spirituality, hope, and life.
- In Christendom the lily has come to symbolize the resurrection of Jesus because of its delicacy of form and its snow white colosr.Bu t have you ever wondered about the history and significance of this symbolic Easter flower, which adds elegance, grace and fragrance to millions of homes and churches during the spring time.
- Every year, on the first Sunday after the first full moon, churches are filled with exquisite Easter lilies. Churches at Easter time grace the altars and surround the cross with Easter Lilies, to commemorate the resurrection of Jesus Christ.
- This importance rests even more clearly on a legend that the blood of Jesus, as it fell from the cross, was by a miracle transformed into flowers which filled heaven and earth.
- The popular Easter lily we use today to celebrate the holiday is referred to as ‘the white-robed apostles of hope.’ These beautiful trumpet shaped white flowers were brought to the United States in 1875 from Japan by an American tourist and named after the florist who made it popular. The flower retells the resurrection story with its life cycle. These snow white flowers symbolize new life and hope.
- The bulb of these flowers buried in the ground represents the tomb of Jesus and the glorious white trumpet-like fragrant flowers which grow from the bulbs symbolize His life after death. The snowy white color stands for the purity of the Divine Savior and the joy of the resurrection while the trumpet shape signifies Gabriel's trumpet call to rebirth and new life.
- Faith is like a lily, lifted high and white.
- The rose does best as a rose. Lilies make the best lilies. And look! You - the best you around!
- The modest Rose puts forth a thorn,The humble sheep a threat'ning horn: While the Lily white shall in love delight,Nor a thorn nor a threat stain her beauty bright.
- The only Commandment I ever obeyed — 'Consider the Lilies.
- But who will watch my lilies, When their blossoms open white? By day the sun shall be sentry, And the moon and the stars by night!
- 'O Tiger-lily,' said Alice... 'I wish you could talk!' 'We can talk,' said the Tiger-lily: 'when there's anybody worth talking to."
- Fair as a lily, and not only the pride of life, but the desire of his eyes.
- There is a garden in her eyes, where roses and white lilies flow.
- The older I get the more I trust in the law according to which the rose and the lily bloom.
Johann Wolfgang von Goethe
- Time is jealous of you, and wars against your lilies and your roses.
- A lily of a day
Is fairer far in May,
Although it fall and die that night,
It was the plant and flower of light.
In small proportions we just beauties see,
And in short measures life may perfect be.
- Remember that the most beautiful things in the world are the most useless; peacocks and lilies for instance.
- Lilies that fester smell far worse than weeds.
- Look to the lilies how they grow! 'Twas thus the Saviour said, that we, Even in the simplest flowers that blow, God's ever-watchful care might see.
David Macbeth Moir
- The lilies say: Behold how we
Preach without words of purity.
A little child, as winter turned to spring,
Tended a lily-plant with patient care,
Thinking, when she should see it blossoming,
To set it on the chancel-step; that there,
When Easter dawned on Lent, the spotless thing
Might on the feast-day be her offering,
Lifting its own white face to One more fair.
But, as the plant grew upward day by day,
Raising itself from earth towards the sky,
So seemed the child from earth to draw away,
The while she feared to see the lily die;
Unthinking that, ere broke the Easter ray,
She might her own white soul before Him lay
For Whom she sought the flower to sanctify.
Time passed. The lily bloomed not; and the night
Before the feast had come. And so the child
Sent to the church the cherished plant, despite
'T was but an unblown bud; and--reconciled
That on the altar-step, midst flowers white,
Her poor green stalk watched out the silent flight
Of hours until the morn--contented smiled.
Fair broke the dawn upon the altar's hem
Of lilies, breathing Easter greeting sweet;
But, with the night that so perfected them,
The child's own spirit fled, the Light to meet
Beyond the heaven's roseate diadem;
And, with the morning, bloomed upon the stem
The fair, white soul her own had longed to greet!
by: Guy Wetmore Carryl
Ay, Ay, Ay, The Lilies Of The Garden
Ay, ay, ay, the lilies of the garden
With red threads binding them and stars about,
These shall be her symbols, for she is high and holy,
Holy in her maidenhood and very full of doubt.
Ay, ay, ay, for she is very girlish
Fearful her heart's lilies should be stained by sin.
Yet will I bind them with rosy threads of passion.
Surely human passion has a right to enter in.
by: Lesbia Harford