"I come to the garden alone,
While the dew is still on the roses.
And the voice I hear falling on my ear
The Son of God discloses.
And He walks with me and He talks with me
And He tells me I am His own,
And the joy we share as we tarry there
None other has ever known.
He speaks and the sound of His voice
Is so sweet the birds hush their singing
And the melody, that He gave to me,
Within my heart is ringing.
And He walks with me and He talks with me
And He tells me I am His own,
And the joy we share as we tarry there
None other has ever known.
I’d stay in the garden with Him,
Though the night around me be falling
But He bids me go, through the voice of woe,
His voice to me is calling." Written by ~ Charles
Austin Miles
This beautiful old hymn has been ringing in my heart
for the last month so this morning, I sit and rock and sing on my front porch!
Country living...front porch swinging...Bible
reading...hymn singing...Jesus praising!
Yep...it's going to be a beautiful Lord's day!!
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