Rose Garden!

  

 

  

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Meer van Beloved Daughter:

    Adonai

    Anointed Garden

    Anointed Place

       Daughter of the King

     Een Afgesloten Hof

    Eternity

      God's Rose Garden

   Hiding Place

    Hof van Eden

     Holy of Holies

  King of Kings

  Levend Water

Planet Earth

   Prayer Garden

    Psalms of David

 Rose Garden

    Rose of Sharon

    Royal Garden

Salvation 

   Secret Garden

Secret Place

    Song of Solomon

    Stille Plaats

  The Cross 

    Toevluchtsoord

    Worship the King

 

 

 

 

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Christ's garden
 
  
Christ's garden "I have come into My garden--My sister, My bride!" Song of Solomon 5:1

The heart of the believer is Christ's garden. He bought it with His precious blood, and He enters it and claims it as His own.
A garden implies separation. It is not the open common; it is not a wilderness; it is walled around, or hedged in. Would that we could see the wall of separation between the Christian and the world made broader and stronger. It makes one sad to hear professors saying, "Well, there is no harm in this; there is no harm in that," thus getting as near to the world as possible! Grace is at a low ebb in that soul, which can even raise the question of how far it may go in worldly conformity.
A garden is a place of beauty, it far surpasses the wild uncultivated fields. The genuine Christian must seek to be more excellent in his life than the best moralist, because Christ's garden ought to produce the best flowers in all the world. Even the best is poor--compared with Christ's deservings; let us not put Him off with withered and dwarf plants. The rarest, richest, choicest lilies and roses--ought to bloom in Christ's own garden!
The garden is a place of growth. The saints are not to remain undeveloped, always mere buds and blossoms. We should grow in grace, and in the knowledge of our Lord and Savior Jesus Christ. Growth should be rapid where Jesus is the Gardener, and the Holy Spirit the dew from above.
A garden is a place of retirement. So the Lord Jesus Christ would have us reserve our hearts as a place in which He can manifest Himself, as He does not unto the world. O that Christians were more retired, that they kept their hearts more closely locked up for Christ! We often worry and trouble ourselves, like Martha, with much serving--so that we have not the room for Christ that Mary had, and do not sit at His feet as we should.
May the Lord grant the sweet showers of His grace to water His garden this day!
 
 
Charles Spurgeon

 

 

 






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The Garden Path 

Let's stroll along a garden path
And just enjoy the day
No thoughts or worries fill our minds
We'll just wander on our way....


Forget about life's problems
You'll see that they will keep
Just walk with me a little ways
Nature's blessings we will reap.

Let's find some joy in little things
We'll talk of nothing much
Just wander down the garden path
Sweet flowers we shall touch.

We'll find a spot to sit awhile
And watch the clouds float by
We'll listen to the song of birds
And sigh a pleasant sigh.

When at last the day is over
And home now we must go
Take the memory along with you
For the days you're feeling low.

~ Charlotte Anselmo ~








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My garden

 

My garden, is full of roses

Each one is special as can be.
They are magnificent, yet fragile
Until I bring them Home to Me.
 
"So many beautiful colors and sizes
The differences make them unique.
I will tend to My roses and teach them
To be strong and not to be weak.
 
"Delicate are all of the petals
Of the rosebuds as they hide
So many wonderful treasures
That are a part of them deep inside.
 
"With love and with some patience
These tiny buds start to bloom.
And the treasures that they hold
Will be in full splendor soon.
 
"The petals are so very beautiful
As they soak up treasures from above.
There is a sweet scent of harmony
As I'm tending My garden with Love.
 
"With the bright Son Light of Jesus
The Living water each and everyday,
Beautiful roses reach toward Heaven
As they grow and mature along the way.
 
"At last, when they are at their peak
And their petals are opened wide,
Treasures that they give
and receiveIs something that can't be denied.
 
"Then they'll return up to Heaven
They won't have to reach any more.
They will be with the One who loves them
With treasures of peace and loveforevermore.
 
 
Patty Hamilton
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I come to the garden alone

 

I come to the garden alone

While the dew is still on the roses

And the voice I hear falling on my ear

The Son of God discloses.

And He walks with me,

and He talks with me,

And He tells me I am His own;

And the joy we share as we tarry there,

None other has ever known.

He speaks, and the sound of His voice,

Is so sweet the birds hush their singing,

And the melody that He gave to me

Within my heart is ringing.

I’d stay in the garden with Him

Though the night around me be falling,

But He bids me go;

through the voice of wo

His voice to me is calling.

 

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God's garden

 

God made a beatous garden

With lovely flowers strown,

But one straight, narrow pathway

That was not overgrown.

And to this beauteous garden

He brought mankind to live,

And said: "To you, my children,

These lovely flowers I give.

Prune ye my vines and fig trees,

With care my flowerets tend,

But keep the pathway open

Your home is at the end."

Then came another master,

Who did not love mankind,

And planted on the pathway

Gold flowers for them to find.

And mankind saw the bright flowers,

That, glitt'ring in the sun,

Quite hid the thorns of av'rice

That poison blood and bone;

And far off many wandered,

And when life's night came on,

They still were seeking gold flowers,

Lost, helpless and alone.

O, cease to heed the glamour

That blinds your foolish eyes,

Look upward to the glitter

Of stars in God's clear skies.

Their ways are pure and harmless

And will not lead astray,

Bid aid your erring footsteps

To keep the narrow way.

And when the sun shines brightly

Tend flowers that God has given

And keep the pathway open

That leads you on to heaven.

 

Robert Frost

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