The Church a Garden

Verse 1

Christ hath a garden walled around, A Paradise of fruitful ground, Chosen by love and fenced by grace From out the world's wide wilderness.

Verse 2

Like trees of spice his servants stand, There planted by his mighty hand; By Eden's gracious streams, that flow To feed their beauty where they grow.

Verse 3

Awake, O wind of heav'n and bear Their sweetest perfume through the air: Stir up, O south, the boughs that bloom, Till the beloved Master come:

Verse 4

That he may come, and linger yet Among the trees that he hath set; That he may evermore be seen To walk amid the springing green.

Verse 5

Amen.