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Daily Archives: August 21, 2011

And He tells me I am His own

In the Garden

*(one of my all time favorite Gospel songs)

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

 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
I’d stay in the garden with Him
‘Tho the night around me be falling
But He bids me go; through the voice of woe
His voice to me is calling

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

– written by Jim Reeves

Elvis had said his earliest memories were singing Gospel songs in church with his Mother and Daddy; Is it any wonder he was laid to rest in a garden?

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