Scripture Verse

They heard the voice of the Lord God walking in the garden. Genesis 3:8


Words: Fran­cis T. Pal­grave, in Cha­pel Me­lo­dies, ed­it­ed by Si­las J. Vail & Ro­bert Low­ry (New York: Big­low & Main, 1868), page 115.

Music: Gold­en Grove Er­nest Lit­tle­wood (🔊 pdf nwc).

Alternate Tune:

If you know where to get a good pho­to of Lit­tle­wood (head & shoul­ders, at least 200×300 pix­els),

Francis T. Palgrave


Christ in His heav­en­ly gar­den walks all day,
And calls to souls up­on the world’s high­way;
Wearied with tri­fles, maimed and sick with sin,
Christ by the gate stands, and in­vites them in.

“How long, un­wise, will ye pur­sue your woe?
Here from the throne sweet wa­ters ever go:
Here the white lil­ies shine like stars above:
Here in the red rose burns the face of love.

“’Tis not from earth­ly paths I bid you flee,
But light­r in My ways your feet will be:
’Tis not to sum­mon you from hu­man mirth,
But add a depth and sweet­ness not of earth.

“Still by the gate I stand as on ye stray:
Turn your steps hi­ther: am not I the Way?
The sun is fall­ing fast; the night is nigh:
Why will ye wan­der? Where­fore will ye die?

Look on My hands and side, for I am He:
None to the Fa­ther com­eth, but by Me:
For you I died; once more I call you home:
I live again for you: My child­ren, come!