In My Father's Garden

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In My Father’s Garden
(A Christian Artists Group)

 We are about rediscovering awe: the deep sense of wonder that is kindled inside of us when we are touched by God.  Awe doesn’t just come from good art or great creative elements, it flows from creativity that resonates with who God is and expresses a portion of that essence. 
 
Awe is a pathway to growing in God: it increases our faith and our awareness of the deeper reality
of who God is and His activity in our lives and in our world.

Are you a Christian Artist?  Do you love creating art of any kind?
 
Do you Paint, Draw, take Photographs, write poems or stories? 
Do you Sing, Play an instrument or write your own Music?

 
Are you looking for a way to rediscover your “Awe” and express your love for God through your art and want to share it with others?

 ~ Come and join us ~ 

Second Tuesday of each month at  7PM
Place: First Congregational Church (Zezzo Hall)
30 Hillside Road, Chester, NJ 07930
(908) 879-5322   

Art Shows and Coffee Houses are now being planned!!
Click on our "Coffee House" button on the left.

In My Father's Garden Christian Artist Group.  First Congregational Church Chester NJ Joan Case
Media
Click on the link above to hear an original song titled "In My Father's Garden" ~ written and performed by Sam Caudill

In the Garden
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,
Within 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
Tho' the night around me be falling,
But He bids me go;
Thru 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.

  (Words and music by C. Austin Miles Copyright is now in public domain)

 


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