1 Christ hath a garden walled around,
A Paradise of fruitful ground,
Chosen by love and fenced by grace
From out the world's wide wilderness.
2 Like trees of spice his servants stand,
There planted by his mighty hand;
By Eden's gracious streams, that flow
To feed their beauty where they grow.
3 Awake, O wind of heav'n and bear
Their sweetest perfume through the air:
Stir up, O south, the boughs that bloom,
Till the beloved Master come:
4 That he may come, and linger yet
Among the trees that he hath set;
That he may evermore be seen
To walk amid the springing green.
Source: Trinity Hymnal #273
|First Line:||We are a garden walled around|
|Title:||The Church a Garden|
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|The Cyber Hymnal #7091||We Are a Garden Walled Around||We are a garden walled around||LEIGHTON||Isaac Watts, 1674-1748||LM||<cite>Hymns and Spiritual Songs</cite>, 1707-1709|