Thursday, November 26, 2009
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 is falling,
But He bids me go through the voice of woe,
His voice to me is calling
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.
And you, you are so, so kind.
Meet you at the secret garden (:
'25/11/09
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Valerie~
20years
Faith Community Baptist Church(:
