Tuesday, April 8, 2025

We Will be Together Again II

 In the Garden

Charles A Miles

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.

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