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 stillContinue reading “Hearing God’s Voice”
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Tessa Apa 