GARDEN WITHIN

God's only Son knowing his fate to be
in the moonlight went down on His knees
all alone in the garden of Gethsemane
"Father, let this cup pass from me," was his plea.

To His own Father, making this plea ...
but he would die for you and me.
His apostles while guarding slept
as our Savior's blood tears wept ...

His was a heart true and brave
and willingly His life gave.
He did it freely, knowing it had to be ...
To set men's souls from final death free.

He gave it all that day for us
for all eternity if only we trust.
Eternal life and salvation, God promises and deems,
by His Son's mortal life given on blood stained beams.

At every day's end with thank you and sometimes sin
I go to a garden of my soul deep within
To this garden I go with Christ alone
for it is of the spirit and my soul's only home.

In this my own garden, with soul free
yesterdays gone, tomorrows to be ...
God's promise of eternity ...
Here within my soul, just God and me.

Barbara LaBarbera
(LadyBleaux)
© 2003 used with permission
ThunderWolfLA@aol.com

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