Hearing God’s Voice

God’s voice in the garden rises still

She who has ears to hear, let him hear

God’s voice in the garden, mingled with birdsong and dew

God’s voice in the night breeze, full of familiar smells

God’s voice in the echo of tragedy, in the hope of dawn

God’s voice in the garden rises still

She who has ears to hear, let her hear

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