"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."
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."
Anyone who has ever loved a garden, or has ever loved a gardener knows the sweetness of these words. It is a special heart that walks among such beauty, and a special hand that makes it so.
In sweet memory of a lovely woman who shared her lilies, planted seeds of love and who now walks along sunlit paths in the most beautiful garden of all...
13 comments:
Wow...this is one of my favorite hymns and my all time favorite flower. My grandfather used to grow these by the side of his house and the fragrance was wonderful! What a lovely tribute to the "lovely woman"
Beautiful picture...beautiful post. (as usual!)
beautiful.
Lori,
My dad used to sing this hymn to us all the time when we were little. I could hear it so clearly in my head when I read the words over again.
I am sorry for your loss. Is it the lovely, coiffed lady that you write of?
This is my father' favorite hymn, or at least one of his top five. It tells of the joy we can look forward to.
Beautiful tribute to someone that undoubtedly, you will greatly miss. Hugs.
This is a tribute to a woman that I never met, but is someone who was very loved by someone I care for. It is a memory for him.
Beautiful, Lori. And one of my favorite hymns also.
You always put things so beautifully - both in words - and in images. :)
Beautiful image composition accompanied with a great hymn and sweet tribute! Bless you, Lori.
Just came back to office after a sabatical leave for nearly a month helping to care for my newly born grand-daughters and wow...I've missed a lot of your great posts :) Scrolling down as I read and digest its contents which were beautifully worded and wonderfully matched with pictures made me conclude what an awesome, genuine, loving and kind person you are and endowed with many gifts and talents. I love reading your posts which normally makes me smile, ponder and tugs me to count my blessings and be a better person. I especially love your recent posts titled A different path, The faces of love, Loved & Choosing to love, the second and last mentioned being my favorites. Thanks for sharing.
* Sigh *
* Hugs *
Truly beautiful. :-)
Lori, this is a beautiful tribute, and timely, too. Yesterday I took my camera out and ran across an old homestead that was boarded up. I walked around the house and thought about the people who lived there, and all the events that made them a family.
As I turned to leave, I saw the tips of daffodil leaves poking through the hardened soil. That was such a treat, and it had me thinking about who might have planted them, and when.
I love your writing, and your photos add a special touch to your posts!
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