1 There is a gentle Gard'ner,
Who owns a garden fair,
Where countless blooming flowers
Enjoy His tender care.
2 He grants them radiant sunshine
And soft, refreshing rain;
Thus nurtured, they must flourish
And sweetest fragrance gain.
3 They fondly love the Gard'ner,
And all to Him incline,
While with their clinging tendrils
They seek Him to entwine.
4 And when their day is ended
He takes them to His breast,
And heavenward He bears them
To regions ever blest.
5 There shall those flowers glisten
In beauty evermore,
Nor cold nor frost shall blight them
On that celestial shore.
6 Thou Gard'ner true and gentle,
Care for us ev'ry day,
That we in yonder Garden
May thrive and bloom for aye.
Source: Hymnal for Church and Home (2nd ed.) #362