Years ago, before there was a garden, there was a song.
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.
Happy Easter !
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