I need to go to the garden,
Or out to that hidden glade,
I need to drink in the beauty
Of these wonders that You have made.
Dark walls of brick surround me,
In shadows, and with doubt,
Seems lately each time I open my mouth,
I bring only anger about.
Lord, I don't think that I can do this again,
No talking, no laughter, no sun,
I don't want to take a few steps back,
On this journey that I've just begun.
I've tried for weeks to be patient,
I've weighed every word I have said,
But in sharing a different opinion,
Seems I went where I shouldn't tread.
Lord, I don't want to apologize,
I did nothing to feel sorry for,
Yet already the silence is setting in,
And again I'm behind that closed door.
So I guess I'll head out to that garden,
Hope some peace is there waiting for me,
And I'll pray that You will be there,
To show me what I need to see.
As I look at the sweet violas,
And see the hollyhocks now growing tall,
As the lilies are reaching upward,
Will morning glories soon cover that wall?
Will the bricks will be covered with beauty,
And let the light of Your love shine through?
Will You grace me with Your wisdom Lord,
As You show me what I must do?
I know I can't make any progress,
Going back three steps every day,
But I need a gentle push forward,
So I can continue on my way.
Please don't let me get mired down,
Help me to move ahead as I must,
I'll try to hold on to what I have found,
As I look once again for that trust.