Garden of the Lord

In Garden of the Lord we see
The roses of His martyrs red
With lilies of those virgins be
And ivy of those couples wed.

The violet of those left behind
Wiil soon join those in heaven now,
And they for us are present sign
Of Him to whom we all here bow.

All colors join in beauty’s hue
To form a rainbow in the sky
As all creation’s born anew
When heaven to our earth draws nigh.