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3.23.20
Hi friends! I hope you had a chance to worship on Sunday (or whenever you got around to it). It was odd being without you, even if I got to sit in my PJs and drink coffee late on a Sunday morning. Could you do me a favor? If you have suggestions for how worship can be better adapted for this online experiment, would you send me an email? Thanks!
3.20.20
Greetings from my barn!
3.19.20
Happy Spring Everyone?
1 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.
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.
2 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. [Refrain]
3 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. [Refrain]
