IN THE PALTRY GARDEN

by Deanna Falchook

In the paltry garden,

when flowers cease to grow,

I will sing for showers,

Abundantly to flow,

 

Into the eyes of children

That look into the sky,

And praise the Lord their savior,

While they watch the wheat fields die,

 

In the paltry garden,

The Prince will one day come,

And the goodness of his presence,

Will illuminate the sun,

 

And command it to shine on us,

And command it to burn bright,

While we praise my Lord and savior,

Through the darkest of our nights…

 

The Lord will save us all…

He will save us all

So we sing in the paltry garden

Knowing He will save us all…

 

©deanna falchook/falchook productions 2018