My mind was drawn to this song recently and it helps to meet my need this morning. I thought perhaps it would do the same for you. Our experience in the garden walking and talking with Jesus is important, but in the end we hear his call to go out again, and share Him with the troubled souls around us. But I’m so blest that He will walk with me today.
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,
Tho’ the night around me be falling,
But He bids me go, thro’ the voice of woe,
His voice to me is calling.