In the first white days of the world, And he set there an angel warden In a garment 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. 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. |
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