Song Lyrics

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10Then the disciples went back to their homes, 11but Mary stood outside the tomb crying. As she wept, she bent over to look into the tomb 12and saw two angels in white, seated where Jesus' body had been, one at the head and the other at the foot.
13They asked her, "Woman, why are you crying?"
"They have taken my Lord away," she said, "and I don't know where they have put him." 14At this, she turned around and saw Jesus standing there, but she did not realize that it was Jesus.
15"Woman," he said, "why are you crying? Who is it you are looking for?" Thinking he was the gardener, she said, "Sir, if you have carried him away, tell me where you have put him, and I will get him."
16Jesus said to her, "Mary." She turned toward him and cried out in Aramaic, "Rabboni!" (which means Teacher).
John 20

A little faith will bring your soul to heaven, but a lot of faith will bring heaven to your soul. ~Author Unknown

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

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

I'd stay in the garden with Him

'Tho the night around me be falling

But He bids me go; through the voice of woe

His voice to me is calling

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
- Words and Music by Charles Austin Miles, 1913



Miles gave the background to this beautiful hymn in his own words:



Quote:"I read the story of the greatest morn in history. The first day of the week cometh Mary Magdalene early, while it was yet very dark, unto the sepulcher. Instantly, completely, there unfolded in my mind the scenes of the garden, where out of the mists comes a form, halting, hesitating, tearful, seeking, turning from side to side in bewildering amazement."Falteringly, bearing grief in every accent, with tear-dimmed eyes, she whispers, 'If Thou has borne Him hence.'"He speaks, and the sound of His voice is so sweet the birds hush their singing. He said to her "Mary!""Just one word and forgotten are the heartaches, the long dreary hours, all the past blotted out in His presence."End of Quote.



Miles recounts a vivid vision of Mary Magdalene coming to the tomb at daybreak. While reading John chapter 20, he recalls seeing all this unfold against his wall. He saw Mary's despair then her joy as she recognized the gardener as Jesus. He recalls awakening and quickly writing the poem. That evening he wrote the music. The first account is given through Mary's eyes and are written in the first two verses as she comes to the garden "while the dew is still on the roses." Afterwards she rejoiced to recognize the voice belonging to her risen Lord. Lastly, she talks about Jesus 's command to go tell what she had seen in the last verse.



This was my Dad's favorite hymn. The hymn has given comfort to many people. And it gave him comfort that God was always walking with him. Listening to every word he said with understanding. Then Christ's words would return to him so soft and low to soothe his weary soul.



I hold a fondness for this song also. In the song it talks of Him talking with you. I am sure he talks with me. But I have to silence my soul to hear Him. May, Lord, I hear you speak to my heart as you did Mary Magedline and my father. Reveal yourself to me.
by
Lance Gargus
www.lancessoulsearching.com

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