Alone In the Garden, I Heard Voices
I hear a voice
calling my name
but I don't hear it;
I see a vision
I can obtain
but I can't hold it;
you can't see me;
you can't hear me;
but I am a sound I am a sound;
you can't see me;
you can't see me, but I see you;
all around;
on the ole tatter land;
I was walking in the garden one day;
in the mist and I heard someone say;
Go on you shall live and not surely die;
you may eat of this;
and you shall be called blessed;
what is death?
what is death?
for He's really just...
jealous
that you will be liken unto Him
YOU WILL BE LIKE HIM
I hear a voice calling my name
but I don't hear it;
This WO-Man you have given me;
you see it's your fault, that I'd listened;
See called out my name;
said don't be afraid;
we shall not surely die, What is death???
I heard a voice calling out my name;
but I don't hear it;
I see a vision (I dream, dreams)
But I don't see them;
what does this mean;
I can't comprehend it;
I can't hold it;
I've already tasted it;
I can't see it;
but I've already felt it;
I can't hear you calling out my name (our name)
forever more was once Adam/Eve;
Now our new name is Sinner;
when you listen too the inner voice;
make sure it's still, make sure your still;
make sure you hear what you hear;
hear the still small voice of the Lord;
make the right choices in life;
so that you won't surely die;
when your alone in the garden of life;
you too will hear voices;
make the right choices in life;
so that you won't surely die;
Copyright © James Edward Lee Sr. | Year Posted 2017
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