In God's garden, I will see 
Such a majestical place. 
If I get that right to walk with Him, 
A frown will never be on my face.


Lilies of the valley and 
Baby breath grow there, too; 
Flowers that look like velvet 
In yellow, red, and blue.

They look like satin and 
Shine like a bright neon light, 
No thorns prickling my hands 
Or plants wilting before night.

In His garden, everything 
Comes alive and will always bloom; 
No sickness for anyone 
Or a spirit of doom.

He wore a crown of thorns 
On his head and bore all the pain. 
For our sins and transgression 
Our God reigns. 

That path to glory 
Is rough, long, and wide. 
Some make it and 
Are welcomed inside.

No more fighting, bombs, guns, 
Terrorist's or war ...No standing 
In line for Christmas Present, 
In a department store.

The aroma of goodness 
Exists and smells so fresh. 
With Him, we'll have no anger ... 
Just complete happiness.

Sunbeams, rainbows, 
And shooting stars .... 
I'm heaven bound, for I have 
Found my Jupiter and Mars. 

Birds chirping, softly, 
Such a sweet gentle tune; 
Praying that our loved one's 
Will be with us soon.

Such warmth fills the air 
As children gather to play. 
Jesus, now, is their Daddy. They 
Arrived safely and want to stay.

So, when you come to the garden 
Of peace and love, you will never 
Feel cheated or alone. God is there 
And He will gladly share His home.