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 tome
Within my heart is ringing.
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.
This song means alot to me,
because my dad used to sing it,
and I know he is singing it in heaven today.
I hope you enjoy my garden
and find a time of quiet and peace.
Imagine the birds chirping, the breezes blowing,
and the water trickling in the pond.
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