Gardens of Grace

It is our call to cultivate

The hardened soils within our gate.

Our gardens overrun by weeds

Are choking out redemptive seeds.

We turn from darkness as we shed

Our light abroad to wake the dead

To eradicate the hatred in this place

As we cultivate this garden of grace.

We wonít lookÝ further than our hearts

To find the perfect place to start

Change begins here where our garden grows

The seeds we plant

The light we grant

The water of life we allow to flow.

And grace will grow, will surely grow.

Here in the garden of grace

The seed we sow

The weeds we hoe

And love will surely start to grow freely in this place

In this garden, beautiful garden of graceÖ

We feed the soil of the ground

With lives sacrificially laid down

The evidence will surely show

There in the Christ-like crop that grows

By what we harvest we will know.

And so the seeds can sink their roots

To become the fledgling tender shoots

Through seasons of mercy-Seasons of change

Seasons ofÝ shadows The vine life remains

Seasons of blessing Working out what Christ works in

Through times of testing A new season can begin.

Here in the garden of grace

The seed we sow

The weeds we hoe

And love will surely start to grow freely in this place

In this garden, beautiful garden of graceÖ

Anthony Foster

October 26, 2009