Garden Of My Heart


There’s a sacred and hallowed retreat, Where my soul finds a fellowship
sweet. Where the Lord of my life I may meet. In the garden of my heart.

In the cool of the day He walks with me. In the rose-bordered way, He talks
with me. In love’s holy union and sacred communion, In the garden of my
heart.

There is naught can disturb or molest. There my spirit finds comfort and
rest. And my soul is no longer distressed, In the garden of my heart.
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Shut away from earth’s strife and its din, And protected from soul
staining
sin, For my Savior is dwelling within, In the garden of my heart.
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There the dove of sweet peace always sings, And my faith ever trustingly
clings. And the chime of sweet happiness rings, In the garden of my heart.
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