UMBRA DEI 



In a garden man was placed, 



Meet abode for innocence, 

 With his Maker's image graced; 



Sin crept in and drove him thence, 

 Through the world, a wretch undone, 

 Seeking rest, and finding none. 



In a garden on the night, 



When our Saviour was betray'd, 



With that world-redeeming might, 

 In his agony he pray'd! 



Till he drank the vengeance up, 



And with mercy fill'd the cup. 



In a garden on the cross, 



When the spear his heart had riven, 

 And for earth's primeval loss, 



Heaven's best ransom had been given, 

 Jesus rested from his woes, 

 Jesus from the dead arose. 



JAMES MONTGOMERY. 



Garden Thoughts. 



