Walk My Garden

 

I've no olives in my garden,

Nor figs upon my trees,

But I offer sun and shadow,

Fragrant blossoms, gentle breeze.

 

And the heart can swell with gladness

And the mind can take its rest.

There's contentment in my garden

Where no man is put to test.

 

In my garden there's no weeping,

There's no sorrow, there's no pain.

Take my hand and I will lead You

Through a peaceful world again.

 

You have walked in many gardens -

In the desert, by the sea;

Come, accept my invitation...

Walk my garden, Lord, with me.

 

~ Ruth Malan Clingerman

 

For a sun and shield is the Lord God

bestowing all grace and glory. The

Lord withholds no good thing from

those who walk without reproach.

Psalm 84:12