Di pagi hari nan sepi ku datang ke taman sendiri dan suara lembut yang aku dengar itulah suara Tuhanku Suara-Nya sungguh merdu hingga burung diam melagu Nyanyian yang dib`rikan-Nya padaku terdengar t`rus dihatku Kutinggal serta dengan-Nya walaupun hari t`lah senja namun dip`rintahkan-Nya ku pergi beritakan hal bangkit-Nya Dan ia berjalan serta berkata bahwa aku ini milik-Nya dan kesukaan yang ku terima tak seorangpun tahu
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. 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. Refrain 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.
Submitted by admin on 1 January, 1970 - 07:00
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