His Garden Fair

Today we step into a place
     That our hands haven’t made,
An everlasting holy space
     Where Truth on altar laid.

For Jesus is God’s way and life
     Found in His Body, Blood;
With Mary, knows His Cross brings light.
     We stand where she has stood.

For Cross allows Him to be raised
     And conquer death for us,
A beacon meant to our world save,
     Breathe life into our dust.

For Spirit brings His Cross to each
     To death submit with Him–
Brings us within His risen reach
     And leaves in grave our sin.

His Spirit’s breath is heaven’s air
     That we can breathe on earth,
And we can smell His garden fair
     As earth knows its new birth. 

Leave a comment