Poetry

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"His Garden of Praise"

There He meets me in His Garden;
Oh what Beauty on His Face;
a radiance that my eyes can
barely behold.


I hear a Tender Voice and I
see His Nail Scarred Hand that
reaches out to me.

Amongst all the lovely Roses;
there stands the most Lovely
Rose of all;The Beautiful
Rose of Sharon.

We walk and Fellowship;
in His Garden; as I Sing
Love songs and
Praises to Him.

I asked Him Lord why do we not
meet at this place every day?
He said to me that He waits for
me to find the secret of
His Precence in this Place.

I asked Him;where in the Garden
is it found? He said to me You
will find Me in the Center of
My Garden as you sing praises
and Love songs.

He then Looked tenderly
into my eyes and said to me.
For in my Garden the Flowers Bloom;
with every sound of Praise,
I have Great Joy in My Heart
knowing that my Children
come here to Praise
and Worship ME!

Inspired by God

Copyright(c) 2005 Mrs.David Jobes(Dee)

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