The Gift of God’s Secret Garden

I know a place inside my soul

with every flower in bloom.

It’s filled with joy, vibrant colors,

and the scent of sweet perfume.

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The waters are plenty,

crystal clear, and flowing.

The sky displays the purest blues,

the golden sun forever glowing.

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The birds all sing a lovely tune,

and angels gather to hear.

There’s no anger nor bitterness;

there’s no pain nor fear.

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This gift I received from the Lord—

a garden to call my own.

It’s the place where He tells me all of His secrets—

the place where I am known.

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My very own Eden within my heart—

for nothing would I trade.

This hidden place, I finally found—

where I run to when I’m afraid.

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There’s peace that surpasses all understanding

and unconditional love.

It’s the home of my beloved—

my Father from up above.

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The path is dark, beaten, and rocky;

many will go astray.

Some will try to find their garden

but get lost along the way.

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I hope one day you find your garden

if you haven’t found it yet.

I pray one day you meet your Father

if the two of you haven’t met.

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God awaits ever so patiently

until we find our way.

The garden that was there all along

is the place where He will stay.

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My heart at peace and my soul so quiet

since I opened that garden’s door.

It’s the gift of God’s secret garden—

my home forever more.

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