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

With in 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

Though the night around me be falling.

But He bids me to 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.

If you are troubled, He will walk with you and guide you.

He will be at you side, when you feel at loss

None other shall we know.

May every day of your life

Bring you fresh hopes for tomorrow.

I thank you for visiting today

Sandy L.

I dedicate this page in loving memory of:

Larry Hooks-1964-1987

Son of Darlene Hooks:

Larry was a young man that was always,

Thoughtful of others. He will always be in our hearts and minds.

God Bless and God Rest you Larry.

And His Grandmother,

Ethel Bartlett-1917-1997

Ethel, was a beautiful lady in so many ways.

I thank God for giving us such a wonderful person to know.

We miss you and you will always hold a special place within our hearts.

She was like a second mother to me.

I thank God for giving me the privilege of knowing this family.

They have so much love to offer to all. Thank You Lord!