Godís Garden

Every prayer becomes a rose in Godís Garden,
Every kind, loving thing that you do;
Where the sun shines every morn
And the roses have no thorns;
Thereís a place in Godís Garden for you.

Every heart becomes a light in Godís Garden,
If the owner is honest and true;
If you live the way you should,
Trusting Him and being good;
Thereís a place in Godís Garden for you.

Every soul will find a home in Godís Garden,
Where the flowers are kissed by the dew;
All is harmony and peace,
Earthly troubles all will cease;
Thereís a place in Godís Garden for you.

Every prayer becomes a rose in Godís Garden,
Every time that your faith is renewed;
He, your heart and soul will claim,
If you ask in Jesusí name;
Thereís a place in Godís Garden for you.

© 2006 Fay Herridge

NOTE: This poem was inspired by the picture above, which was taken from a paper
that my granddaughter brought home from Sunday School some time ago.


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