They have banished God into exile.
They have decreed He is too holy,
too transcendent to belong in our world.
They have determined He does not belong within the ordinary, in the daily run of things.
And so they have driven Him out of His garden, to the realm of prayer and meditation, to the sanctuaries and the secluded places of hermits. They have sentenced the Creator to exile and His creation they have locked in a dark, cold prison.
And He pleads, "Let me come back to my garden, to the place in which I found delight when it all began."
T. Freeman
too transcendent to belong in our world.
They have determined He does not belong within the ordinary, in the daily run of things.
And so they have driven Him out of His garden, to the realm of prayer and meditation, to the sanctuaries and the secluded places of hermits. They have sentenced the Creator to exile and His creation they have locked in a dark, cold prison.
And He pleads, "Let me come back to my garden, to the place in which I found delight when it all began."
T. Freeman
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