THE MASTER’S GARDEN

We are the flowers in His garden
and our needs are quite a few,
we are scattered over all the earth
we blossom in varied hue.

His love it shines down like the sun
it shines on each of us,
His blessings rain down every day
and wash away the dust.

He sowed our seed with perfect love
His gifts do help us grow,
He feeds us with the Bread of Life
His Spirit bends us to and fro.

Keep us perfect, fresh and bright
so that one day we may be,
chosen by the Master’s Hand
to bloom for Him eternally.

Margaret Rose Larrivee
Jan. 11, 1993