Rose Garden!

  

 

  

 roza2-4.gif pink rose image by lawa2

 

 

 

  

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

 

 

 

 

PINKROSE.jpg ROSE PINK image by Maryanc100

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

My Secret Garden

 

 

There is a place of beauty,

That God made with His hands.

I call it  

My Secret Garden ,

That s greener than all green lands.

A place of wonder,

With grass so high.

Colorful flowers,

Beneath the bluest sky.

A place of peace,

A place of prayer. T

he strong winds blowing,

All through the air.

With trees so tall,

The sun so bright,

Glistening dew,

And birds a flight.

I look up to my God above.

Bending on my knees.

And He looks upon His child,

Standing in the breeze.

 

 Marie Bentham

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Welcome to my Secret Garden,

 

Welcome to my secret garden, Lord;

You do not so much enter as pervade,

seeping between the leaves in every glade and trickling over pathways like a ford.

Like a rich perfume, carelessly outpoured, that lingers,

drifts and does not seem to fade, or like a loud,

impassioned serenade heard both by passers-by and the adored;

You fall like twilight on the gasping ground

After the unrelenting heat of day.

You drop as imperceptibly as dew, yet everywhere

I sense You, like the sound of waterfalls, that never dies away.

Here in my garden,

Lord, I welcome You.

 Rosamund Bunne

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My Secret Garden

 

There is a place of beauty,

That God made with His hands.

I call it  My Secret Garden ,

That s greener than all green lands.

A place of wonder,

With grass so high.

Colorful flowers,

Beneath the bluest sky.

A place of peace,

A place of prayer.

The strong winds blowing,

All through the air.

With trees so tall,

The sun so bright,

Glistening dew,

And birds a flight.

I look up to my God above.

Bending on my knees.

And He looks upon His child,

Standing in the breeze.

Marie Bentham

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