I come to the garden alone
And You always meet me there
We talk together as we walk
Our love for each other we share

I know that You already know
Everything I can say to You
But You're so happy to listen to me
As though my thoughts are new

I can tell You about my troubles
About the tears I have cried
And the times I've slipped and fell
Because of my silly pride

Of the times my mind has wandered
Into things which You don't approve
I come asking You to help me
And You never fuss or reprove

I trust You with my innermost thoughts
Things I'd never tell another soul
Knowing You understand completely
And are always willing to console

There's also times we have a good laugh
Those are the times I treasure the most
As we walk together hand in hand
 I feel Your Presence so close

I came to the garden alone
And You met me there
We talked together as we walked
Our love for each other we shared

Melva

Micah 6:8

He hath shewed thee, O man, what
is good; and what doth the Lord
require of thee, but to do justly,
and to love mercy, and to walk
humbly with thy God?