[Albion Wilde]

As Spring is time of renewal and rebirth. Renew our Spirit. Revive us, again. May America bloom, again, a blessing to the world.

Amen!!

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In the Garden
Bluegrass version

I come to the garden alone
While the dew is still on the roses
And the voice I hear, drawing in 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
Is in my heart still 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

[Hiskid]

Amen. I love Spring. It reminds me that my prayers, like dormant plants, have been preparing for a glorious manifestation.

[NEWwoman]

Blessings, Albion Wilde, for your song of hope as Spring is coming.