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• My Garden

  Lord I come to you to ask
  That you clean out my garden
  For many things have come in
  And stifled out your voice.
  
  My Garden used to be so pretty
  The day I first found you
  For you have cleansed it
  Only your presents remained
  
  Then life got in my Garden
  Cluttering each row
  With unforgiveness, worry
  And so many other sins.
  
  Lord forgive me for my garden
  Being so full of weeds of sin
  For I got my eyes off my maker
  and let my garden be
  
  I did not weed my garden
  Kneel to pay I did not do
  My garden needs your word
  That it may become like new.
  
  So Lord today I bring my Garden
  On repentant knees I kneel
  Asking that you forgive my sins
  And make my Garden new again.
  
  God kneels in my Garden
  His hands pulling out the sin,
  His tears water my garden
  Making it clean and pure
  
  Now fruit can grow in my Garden
  And the world can see its beauty
  For today God weeded my Garden
  And his presents is what remains.
  

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• love

  Love is knowing the good and bad about someone and never stopping loving them. Its seeing past the faults and seeing only the person. Love is loving others as you loving yourself.

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