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In all the gardens of the world, 0 Lord,
We bow our heads or kneel in prayer,
For here we see the works of God, His word
His majesty, His creativity, and in the air
The beauty and fragrance of flowers and fruit, grass and trees.
Rivers and lakes, birds and bees complete the 'scape.
Help us to plant good seed, ? Lord, give blessed release,
So we may see this beauty in Christ and for His sake.
Amen
IV.
Humbly I pray that my feet never stray From the paths of the gardens of the earth.
Where the wonders of the hills, dales, forests and streams Renew themselves in seasons of rebirth.
From the gardens I learn the omnipotence of all being
I will grow in wisdom and heighten in stature
I will enjoy these blessings and know
What it means to walk -- Hand in hand with nature.
Amen
V.
Alone on a wind-swept hill I stood,
No, not alone! For I felt His presence in the mood Of all the flowers, grasses and trees And a strong cool hand on my fevered brow Was as soft as a gentle breeze.
Almighty God, Loving Father, They will be done Thank you for your handiwork ?
The seasons, the moon, the stars and the sun, For the Gardens of the world are yours.
The hill on which I stood, the vale below Show us your greatness. Help us to know you, We ask in the name of our Lord Jesus.
Amen
VI.
Dawn comes as the glorious redness of the sun Ascends to its fullness in a misty blue sky.
A bird calls ?Towhee, Towhee? and squirrels run
Up a tree in my garden to tell others "There?s food nearby.?
The grass and flowers are covered with dew
Their beautiful colors brighten as they dry in the sun.
The spring has been slow but for sure ?tis here.
Thank you, 0 Lord, for this glorious sight.
Amen