He walked through garden and vale
I knew it not, from the way He came
A crowded mind, thoughts impaled
Did I miss Him, only myself to blame
He came in the dim light of evening
Walked through the recesses of mind
Did He find rose bowers or bitter weeds
Was the Son shining, was anything kind
Pray He will come and find Himself there
In every place of heart, my Corner Stone
Not empty vanity, a self fulfilled haven
But a dwelling place for the King alone
He paid for the right to walk and talk here
Sometimes I act as if He never came
Shame on this child of the risen Savior
He died for me, no matter sin or shame
Remove care of world and all it’s worry
Mine King, my Lord, my Savior, Lamb
Come and walk in Your paid for paradise
I will let it all go, to be with the great I Am
Judy L Wilson
Feb 19, 2011
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This flows like a river cascading through the mountains and valleys right into the heart and soul of man and our Lord! Thank you for this Judy!! Luv-n-Jesus...Neetie
Absolutely beautiful. We just got back from the Garden of Getsemene, and visiting Christ's tomb. His presence seems to be there in every corner and every step one takes in the Holy Land. I am so glad that we can also feel His presence in our own hearts. Thanks for writing this. Verna
Excellent write Judy portraying a consecrated surrender to the will of God. He paid the ransom price to purchase our redemption. Hallelujah, what a Saviour!
