My Grandmother’s Favorite

7 03 2013

yellow roses

 

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.

C. Austin Miles

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5 responses

7 03 2013
Heidi Viars

I am singing it now 🙂 … thanks for the reminder!!
Blessing!

7 03 2013
D. Raymond-Wryhte

You’re welcome!

7 03 2013
cmobleydesigns

I enjoyed your post. Thank you for sharing.
Chris Mobley
http://www.cmobleydesigns.com

7 03 2013
D. Raymond-Wryhte

You’re welcome.

7 03 2013
joepyeweed1

I have sung that song many times!

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