The Garden
Cultivate a garden within your soul,
Planted with the seeds of great things he has done
Your own garden that would attempt to hold,
All the blessings of Father and Son.
The Holy Spirit, as caretaker,
Would have a beautiful place to dwell.
It could be like God's own little acre -
And an oasis for Emmanuel.
And God could walk, in the cool of the day,
In that garden - there within your soul.
That fellowship would be a sweet bouquet,
New flowers blooming wherever He'd stroll.
Mercy and grace would spring up as flowers
Peace and love would grow upon the vine.
The "latter rain" would provide the showers
That sweet savour would be simply divine.
The sweet song of the nightingale
Would sound like a celestial choir
Singing new songs - on a higher scale,
Delighting God and our Messiah.
Planted by faith and watered by hope,
God Himself would give the increase.
Your own safe haven and a place to cope,
Where all cares and worries would cease.
And God could walk in the cool of the day,
In that garden - there within your soul.
A beautiful place, of which you could say,
"It is well, it is well with my soul."
Glory be to God.
Gen. 3:9 "And they heard the voice of the Lord God walking in the garden in the cool of the day."
www.betweenthebars.org
Gary Field
DC# M05398
Century C.I.
Century, FL 32535
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