There’s a place where I go to pray,
I try to go visit there every day.
My peaceful garden underneath the oak trees,
All the beautiful flowers are there to please.

That’s where I feel God’s presence best,
My mind and body go there to rest.
I hear his voice in the blowing wind,
I feel the comfort only He could send.

I look around the garden and all I see,
Is God’s lovely works all before me!
I am in awe, how such beauty could be done,
The creation of this place made by only one.

As I sit quietly listening to the water flow,
God always tells me what I need to know.
He gently whispers “Trust in me”,
“Let me in your heart, you will see.”

I walk away with my soul anew!
A serene contentment I feel too.
He speaks to me whenever I let Him in,
When I go back to my peaceful garden again!



Author: Susan T. Fisher  
June 16, 1999