Alone in my garden I feel close to the one
Who sends the rain; warmth from the sun
Giving each tiny seed all that they need
To grow and bear fruit to His glory.
As I dig the earth I contemplate
How life, death, birth are not left to fate
But are ordered and set by the Almighty One
Who created me, and all things, for His glory.
The trees lifting arms to the sky above
Silently remind me of the Creator’s love
I know that their roots go down very deep
So that firmly grounded they are able to keep
Steady and strong through every storm
And so bring glory to God.
Lord God, Creator of all
In worship to my knees I fall
Pray that I may be gloriously filled
With fullness of life; power from you
Holy, inner, spiritual strength
To comprehend the breadth and the length
The height and depth of your infinite love
With my roots so firmly fixed in you
So that you can accomplish what I cannot do
And with Christ more and more at home in my heart
This will be my very small part
In bringing God glory forever.
Ephesians 3:14-21
