Word Is Like A Garden, Lord
Some of our hymn writers were neither ministers nor professional
poets, but ordinary people who loved to sing and to write new Christian
Edwin Hodder (1837-1904), author of “Thy Word Is Like a Garden,
Lord,” spent the early part of his working life in New Zealand, doing
sociological research among the Maori aborigines.
Later he became a civil servant in his native England.
As a hymnist he would probably be called an amateur, but in this
hymn alone he has made a great contribution to our worship.
“They Word is like a garden, Lord” suggests first that the
Bible is comparable to a landscape full of lovely flowers that bring
delight with every glance. Most
public gardens have signs posted which warn:
“Please do not pick the flowers.”
But in the garden of God’s Word we read: “Help yourself!”
Word Is Like a Garden, Lord 
Thy Word is like a garden, Lord,
flowers bright and fair;
every one who seeks may pluck
lovely cluster there.
Word is like a deep, deep mine;
jewels rich and rare
hidden in its mighty depths
every searcher there.
Thy Word is like a starry host:
thousand rays of light
seen to guide the traveler
make his pathway bright.
Word is like an armory,
soldiers may repair;
find, for life’s long battle day,
needful weapons there.
O may I love Thy precious Word,
I explore the mine,
I its fragrant flowers glean,
light upon me shine!
may I find my armor there!
Word my trusty sword,
learn to fight with every foe
battle of the Lord.
Paul, Steve Green’s MIDI Hymnal, (Oak Harbor, WA: Logos
Research Systems, Inc.) 1998.