God's Garden Poem

1. God's Garden
   Poet: Robert Frost
   
   God made a beauteous garden
   With lovely flowers strown,
   But one straight, narrow pathway
   That was not overgrown.
   And to this beauteous garden
   He brought mankind to live,
   And said "To you, my children,
   These lovely flowers I give.
   Prune ye my vines and fig trees,
   With care my flowers tend,
   But keep the pathway open
   Your home is at the end.




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A popular poem used for funerals:

2. God's Garden
   Poet Unknown
   
   God looked around his garden
   And found an empty place.
   He then looked down upon the earth,
   And saw your tired face.
   
   He put His arms around you
   And lifted you to rest.
   God’s garden must be beautiful,
   He always takes the best.
   
   He knew that you were suffering,
   He knew that you were in pain.
   He knew that you would never
   Get well on earth again.
   
   He saw the road was getting rough
   And the hills were hard to climb.
   So He closed your weary eyelids
   And whispered "Peace be thine."
   
   It broke our hearts to lose you
   But you did not go alone…
   For part of us went with you
   The day God called you home.




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3. Walking In God's Garden
   Poet: Catherine Pulsifer
   
   Though you are gone, I miss you so,
   I know you now walk where flowers grow,
   In God's bright garden, serene and fair,
   A place beyond my mortal care.
   
   Imagining the beauty that you see,
   Brings solace to this heart in me,
   So until we meet again, adieu,
   I'll cherish memories of love with you.




4. I Saw God Wash The World
   Poet: William L. Stidger
   
   I saw God wash the world last night
   with His sweet showers on high,
   and then, when morning came, I saw
   Him hang it out to dry.
   
   He washed each tiny blade of grass
   and every trembling tree;
   He flung His showers against the hill,
   and swept the billowing sea.
   
   The white rose is a cleaner white,
   the red rose is more red,
   since God washed every fragrant face
   and put them all to bed.
   
   There's not a bird, there's not a bee
   that wings along the way
   but is a cleaner bird and bee
   than it was yesterday.
   
   I saw God wash the world last night.
   Ah, would he had washed me
   As clean of all my dust and dirt
   As that old white birch tree.




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5. Just Imagine
   Poet Catherine Pulsifer
   
   Imagine, just imagine, what it would be like
   Walking in God's garden so sublime and pure
   Where every petal blooms with love and light
   And fragrant breezes whisper secrets to allure
   
   The colors vibrant, the air so sweet
   Birds sing melodies that fill the air
   In God's garden, such a wondrous treat
   Just imagine walking, finding solace there




6. The Tree God Plants
   Poet: Lillian E. Barr
   
   The wind that blows can never kill
   The tree God plants;
   It bloweth east, it bloweth west,
   The tender leaves have little rest.
   But any wind that blows is best;
   The tree God plants
   Strikes deeper root, grows higher still,
   Spreads wider boughs, for God's good will
   Meets all its wants.
   
   There is no frost hath power to blight
   The tree God shields;
   The roots are warm beneath soft snows,
   And when Spring comes it surely knows.
   And every bud to blossom grows.
   The tree God shields
   Grows on apace by day and night.
   Till sweet to taste and fair to sight
   Its fruit it yields.
   
   There is no storm hath power to blast
   The tree God knows;
   No thunderbolt, nor beating rain,
   Nor lightning flash, nor hurricane
   When they are spent it doth remain.
   The tree God knows
   Through every tempest standeth fast.
   And from its first day to its last
   Still fairer grows.
   
   If in the soul's still garden-place
   A seed God sows
   A little seed - it soon will grow,
   And far and near all men will know
   For heavenly lands he bids it blow.
   A seed God sows.
   And up it springs by day and night;
   Through life, through death, it groweth right;
   Forever grows.




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7. Diligence
   Poet: Emma I. Coston
   
   If you've ever made a garden,
   With a love to see things grow,
   You will own that every morning
   It was hoe, hoe, hoe.
   
   Were you ever in a vineyard
   Where the grapes were ripe and thick?
   When you went to fill your basket
   You must pick, pick, pick.
   
   If you've ever made a garment,
   Here's a fact you also know:
   You were not then counting stitches;
   It was sew, sew, sew.
   
   Did you ever learn a lesson
   Just by taking time to cry?
   Or was this your resolution,
   "I will try, try, try"?
   
   Did you ever meet temptation
   Like a lion in the way,
   When you knew your only refuge
   Was to pray, pray, pray?
   
   Jesus is the way to heaven,
   And if you get there, you must
   Trust in his almighty power -
   Ever trust, trust, trust.




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8. Awestruck By The Sight
   Poet: Catherine Pulsifer
   
   Walking through a garden,
   I am awestruck by the sight,
   The beauty here is unmatched,
   And I bask in its light.
   
   The colors are so vibrant,
   And the flora abound,
   Each petal perfect and shining;
   It's breathtaking to gaze around.
   
   Tall trees extend to the sky
   Like reaching hands up on high;
   It's a sampling of heaven down here on earth -
   Amazing to the eye.
   
   I'm reminded that this beauty
   Isn't by random chance:
   God's creativity has created
   This garden of grand splendor at glance!




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9. Garden Of The Lord
   by S. F. Deems
   
   It is reasonable to suppose that the Eternal Father
   desires to have this earth brought to perfect cultivation,
   so that every spot shall be caused to bloom like the garden of the Lord;
   or to be made like a part of His holy temple,
   so that a human life shall be enjoyed in its perfection,
   and the physical universe be the minister of the divine soul of man.
   
   In a moment, in a twinkling of the eye,
   He could make it such.
   But He does not.
   It may be centuries.
   It may be cycles.
   He leaves man to advance steadily, learning from falls,
   and failures, and mistakes, -
   each generation improving on its predecessor,
   until the earth shall be subdued to the obedience of Christ.
   
   There was no Golden Age behind us,
   except in the minds of the poets.
   There is a Golden Age before us,
   and to that we must continually stretch forward.




10. We Can't Imagine
    Poet: Catherine Pulsifer
    
    God created the garden of Eden
    A garden we can't even imagine.
    A garden beyond our creation
    No matter how strong our passion.
    
    When our work is done on earth
    May our belief in Jesus and our life be worth
    A place in heaven where we will find
    Beautiful gardens of every kind!




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11. In Heaven
    Poet: Catherine Pulsifer
    
    In heaven's garden, flowers will bloom bright,
    With colors unmatched, and petals pure in light.
    The air will be filled with a sweet fragrance divine,
    And every plant there will forever shine.
    
    The trees' branches will bow, laden with fruit so grand,
    And the peacefulness of the garden will surely expand.
    A place of eternal beauty, where souls are set free,
    God's heavenly garden, will be a wondrous sight to see.




12. A Garden Without Water
    by Charles H. Spurgeon
    
    In the East, a garden without water soon ceases to be a garden at all;
    nothing can come to perfection, grow, or even live.
    
    When irrigation is kept up, the result is charming.
    Oh, to have one’s soul watered by the Holy Spirit, uniformly, -
    every part of the garden having its own stream; plentifully, -
    a sufficient refreshment coming to every tree and herb,
    however thirsty by nature it may be; continually, -
    each hour bringing not only its heat, but its refreshment; wisely, -
    each plant receiving just what it needs!
    
    In a garden you can see by the verdure where the water flows,
    and you can soon perceive where the Spirit of God comes.




13. God's Channel
    Poet Unknown
    
    I loved the house I built
    By thought and work and prayer,
    I loved the garden too.
    I planted with such care.
    
    But back of my desire
    These transients to possess,
    Was just my spirit's urge
    God's beauty to express.




14. Sweet Marjoram
    Poet: C. Brooks
    
    God's garden, where tall lilies grow,
    Silver and golden and sweet;
    Where crimson roses only blow
    To shed their bloom at his feet;
    Purple pansies, with hearts of fire,
    Violets bathed in their own perfume.
    'Mid the rainbow tangle of flowers
    Can a little herb find room?
    
    God's garden, where the thrushes sing
    Ere spring has yet begun,
    Where larks with dew upon the wing
    Rise warbling to the sun.
    Nightingales chant as the day grows dim,
    Gayly glistens the hummingbird.
    Through the choral notes of that great hymn
    Can a little wren be heard?
    
    Herbs can sweeten the bleak hillside
    Where flowers can never grow;
    Through winter frosts the wren will bide
    And sing above the snow;
    And God accepts with tender love
    Their service true and sweet;
    Can nightingales and roses give
    An offering more complete?





Short Poems about God's Garden

15. The First Garden
    
    God Almighty first planted a garden; and indeed,
    it is the purest of human pleasures.
    It is the greatest refreshment to the spirits of man,
    without which buildings and palaces are but gross handiworks.
    Frances Bacon




16. Perfection Will Bloom
    
    In God's garden, perfection will bloom with grace,
    And peace will reign and tranquility will be in this place.
    Every flower will sing praises to the divine,
    With colors that shimmer and hearts that shine.
    The fragrance of love will fill the air so sweet,
    In this God's garden, all souls will find a retreat.




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18. In God's Garden
    
    In God's garden, a tapestry unfolds,
    Nature's canvas of stories, ancient and bold.
    Each petal a page, a story to be told,
    A symphony of colors, a sight to behold.




19. God Bless The Grass
    
    God bless the grass
    That grows through the crack they roll the concrete over it
    To try and keep it back the concrete gets tired
    Of what it has to do it breaks and it buckles
    And the grass grows through.
    God bless the grass
    Malvina Reynolds
    
    
    
20. Partner With God
    
    Who digs a well, or plants a seed,
    A sacred pact he keeps with sun and sod:
    With these he helps refresh and feed
    The world, and enters partnership with God.
    Edwin Markham
    
    
    
21. Majestic Trees
    
    Majestic trees stand like cathedral spires,
    Their branches reaching, celestial choirs.
    Birdsong, a chorus that never tires,
    In God's garden, where grace inspires.