With a Grateful Prayer and a Thankful Heart: I Come To The Garden Alone

Tuesday, June 23, 2009

I Come To The Garden Alone

Still in the holding pattern of clouds, rain and peeks of sunshine, there was a brief moment yesterday morning right after a shower when the sky cleared. The bright sunlight caused the flower beds to glisten as it reflected off the droplets of water. Such a lovely sight!

I Come To The Garden Alone
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.


Walking on Sunshine... said...

What beautiful pictures!!!

Karen said...

This was such a beautiful and uplifting post. Thank you so much.

C and C said...

I love that song!

Mildred said...

One of my favorite hymns and oh so true. Your photographs glistening from the rain drops are so pretty!

So blessed! said...

Wow! Gorgeous photos. What kind of camera???

Love that song. Have a blessed day.

marie said...

The "rain" photos you've shared are so BEAUTIFUL! Every one of them. The song is beautiful too ~ I'll be humming it all day long (that's a good thing, a sweet reminder that we're never alone).

Linda C said...

That is one of the fist hymns I learned to play on the piano and I still love it! Your photos are gorgeous - so pretty!!

Thanks for sharing your beautiful flowers!

Linda C

crochet lady said...

The pictures sure capture the wonder of nature. That was one of my Mom's favorite songs, she would sing it as she worked around the house sometimes.

Snippety Gibbet said...

"I come to the garden alone" is one of those good old hymns that remind me of my Grandmother. She played all those old hymns on the piano and sang along.

The photo of the water droplet is gorgeous. What a perfect little globe.

Joy said...

That was one of my mother's favorite hymns. She loved to work with her flowers, she said it was her 'therapy'.

Abounding Treasures said...

I love that hymn and the photos of the water droplet are just amazing!!

If you took them, can I get permission to use them on my blog sometime as long as I give you credit?

Blessings ...


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