42 GARDP:NS, WREATHS. &o 



But this scene may well recall 

 Sweet remembrances of all. 



Emblem of the church below 1 

 Where the Spirit and the Word 

 Fall like dew, like breezes blow ; 

 And the Lord God's voice is heard, 

 Walking in the cool of day, 

 When the world is far away : 



Emblem of the church above, 

 Where, amidst their native clime. 

 In the garden of his love. 

 Rescued from the storms of time, 

 Saints, as trees of life, shall stand, 

 Planted by the Lord's right hand : 



Round the fair enclosure here, 

 Flames no cherub's threatening sword; 

 Ye who enter ! feel no fear : 

 Roofd by heaven, with verdure floor'd, 

 Breathing balm from blossoms gay, 

 This be Paradise to-day ! 



Yet one moment meditate 

 On that dreary banishment. 

 When from Eden's closing gate. 

 Hand in hand, our parents went; 

 Spikenard-groves no more to dress, 

 But a thorny wilderness. 



