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  WE ARE A GARDEN WALL'D AROUND
  by Isaac Watts
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Summary: The sermon emphasizes our identity as a chosen garden, nurtured
by God's grace and called to bear spiritual fruits in communion with
Christ.

Topics: "Spiritual Growth", "Gods Love"

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Isaac Watts preaches about believers being a garden wall'd around,
chosen and made peculiar ground by God's grace, like trees planted by
the Father's hand in Sion, where His springs flow to make the young
plantation grow. He calls for the heavenly wind to blow on this garden
of perfume, for the Spirit Divine to descend and breathe a gracious gale
on the plants beneath, activating every grace like faith, love, and joy.
The sermon emphasizes inviting Jesus to come and taste the pleasant
fruits at His own feast, where believers are called to partake of the
Tree of Life and experience the abundance of God's love.

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We are a Garden wall'd around,

Chosen and made peculiar Ground;

A little Spot inclos'd by Grace

Out of the World's wide Wilderness.

Like Trees of Myrrh and Spice we stand,

Planted by God the Father's Hand;

And all his Springs in Sion flow,

To make the young Plantation grow.

Awake, O heavenly Wind, and come,

Blow on this garden of Perfume;

Spirit Divine, descend and breathe

A gracious Gale on Plants beneath.

Make our best Spices flow abroad

To entertain our Saviour-God:

And faith, and Love, and joy appear,

And every Grace be active here.

Let my Beloved come, and taste

His pleasant Fruits at his own Feast.

I come, my Spouse, I come, he cries,

With Love and Pleasure in his Eyes.

Our Lord into his Garden comes,

Well pleas'd to smell our poor Perfumes,

And calls us to a Feast divine,

Sweeter than Honey, Milk, or Wine.

Eat of the Tree of Life, my Friends,

The Blessings that my Father sends;

Your Taste shall all my Dainties prove,

And drink abundance of my Love.

Jesus, we will frequent thy Board,

And sing the Bounties of our Lord:

But the rich Food on which we live

Demands more Praise than Tongues can give.

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Source: https://sermonindex.net/speakers/isaac-watts/we-are-a-garden-walld-around/
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