The lily (here, an Easter Lily) has many different meanings. Some see it as a symbol of immortality; the white color hearkens images of the white robes of the saints in heaven; the trumpet shape can recall how “the trumpet shall sound” in the last days. The verse that comes first to my mind, however, is Luke 12:27 (KJV):
Consider the lilies how they grow: they toil not, they spin not; and yet I say unto you, that Solomon in all his glory was not arrayed like one of these.
In Loving Memory of Myra B. Raymond, 1902 – 1906.
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