My Garden

It takes time and work and patience
Tender loving care,
Pruning, weeding, lots of loving
To grow a garden fair
It takes sunshine by the hour
But it would be in vain
For if we would see the flower
Then we need the rain

Yes, a truly lovely garden
Never happens over night
But with time and kind direction
Oh, what sweet delight
Eventually the pruning, weeding
Painful though it be
Will bring the flowers of His creating
To maturity

Lord, as I work within my garden
Guide my hands I pray
These buds are still so soft and tender
Hear me, Lord I pray
In the hearts of my dear children
Plant Your love so true
Won’t You help me tend my garden
So it will bloom for You

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Janet Martin