Tend Your Garden

In the morning, rising up a great while before day, He went out, and departed into a solitary place, and there prayed. (Mark 1:35)


Janie's Garden by Erin O'Donnell

Janie's got a hidden garden
She's been tending it for years
And when the world gets too oppressive
She hides away in there

Janie's got a sanctuary
Where she can speak her every need
And when she's longing for reflection
She falls down to her knees

Nobody knows
Nobody sees
The place where she meets her God in secret
But everyone knows
And everyone sees her life
And Janie's garden looks like paradise

When Janie walks outside her garden
She can still see clearly in
And when she looses her perspective
She talks to God again

Nobody knows
Nobody sees
The place where she meets her God in secret
But everyone knows
And everyone sees her life
And Janie's garden looks like paradise

Jesus is my Hiding Place; He preserves me from trouble and surrounds me with songs of deliverance. (Psalm 32:7 )