God is my Gardener- illustration and poem

God is My Gardener

I have a garden inside my heart

The flowers are wilting

the ground is dry

and the thorns are too much to bear,

But God is my Gardener,

So I give Him my flowers

which are surely beyond repair

Then I watch with amazement

as my flowers begin to bloom

and my garden is suddenly fragrant!

Because God is my Gardener,

with Light that always shines

and Water that never declines

No thorns are too unbound

for the Gardener who wore them

on his head crowned.

I have this garden inside my heart

That is never beyond repair

and is sustained with Heaven’s Breath

because I have a Gardener

who conquered Death

God is My Gardener



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