As a kid, this was one of my favorites to sing along to in church. We sang this today, and it made me miss the days of sitting in the pew with my great-grandparents every Sunday morning and only being given half a piece of Wrigleys peppermint gum and getting scolded for bugging the mess out of my Aunt Charlotte for playing with her jewelry or asking if she had any Lifesavers in her purse. It seems like yesterday but feels like forever ago. Its days like today I miss them so much, but I know theyre infinitely happier where they are now. 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 has ever known. He speaks and the sound of His voice is so sweet that 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.
Posted on: Mon, 06 Oct 2014 01:10:21 +0000
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