The Song of the Garden

It was in a garden where the firstfruits of our race found that joy and life was there that Providence had placed. But there inside a garden wall of shrubs and trees and berries all our cancer sin began to bloom The death of light the world of doom. – It was in a garden […]

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Sleep

Smooth and warm the satin drape of darkness spread around the ancient Olive Tree that like a hoary grand-sire droops majestically, shadowed in the night, as rumbling voices gradually give way to silent prayer, then sleep. – The Sleepless, kneels, His words a rote of darkness pressed upon His soul beneath the tree— that like […]

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The Splendor of the Son

Oh, the splendor of the Son, bowing in the midnight shade— Your will, not mine, be done.   With the lights of supper gone, He faced the dark and prayed. Oh, the splendor of the Son.   Freely, tears began to run as His purpose weighed. Your will, not mine, be done.   The perfect […]

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