In My Garden... | Parisienne Farmgirl

In My Garden…





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.

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.

3 thoughts on “In My Garden…”

  1. ok, listen, you and your mother are just way to darn talented to have in one family! MY WORD! why didnt i get just 10% of your creativity and artistic talents??? I love visiting here, everything you touch seems to turn to gold.
    Congrats on your pregnancy! I am 21 weeks and counting now! YEAH! enjoy every minute of it… God bless you!

  2. Thanks for stopping by my blog. Your garden is lovely! My Mom passed away this year and that hymn was sung at her funeral, as it was one of her favorites. It is very sentimental to me.

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