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The Lord God planted a garden 

 In the first white days of the world ; 

 And set there an angel warden, 

 In garments of light enfurled. 



So near to the -peace of Heaven, 



That the hawk might nest with the wren ; 



For there in the cool of the even, 



God walked with the first of men. 



And I dream that these garden closes, 

 With their shade ana their sun-flecked sod, 

 And their lilies and bowers of roses, 

 Were laid by the hand of God. 



The kiss of the sun for pardon, 

 The song of the birds for mirth — 

 One is nearer God's heart in a garden 

 Than anywhere else on earth. 



Dorothy Gurney. 



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