In A Garden - A Poem by Martha Snell Nicholson

In A Garden

God walks in my garden
In the early dawn,
But when I rise to greet
Him He is always gone,

Though I can trace His footprints
In beds of violet,
And in a lily's perfume
His presence lingers yet.

Hush, my soul, be patient
For yet a little space --
Some day you will see Him,
Will meet Him face to face;

Some day, earth forgotten,
You will fare abroad,
And in heaven's gardens
You will walk with God.

Martha Snell Nicholson

Hebrews 10:37 For yet a little while, and he that shall come will come, and will not tarry. 

Revelation 3:4 Thou hast a few names even in Sardis which have not defiled their garments; and they shall walk with me in white: for they are worthy.