"Voices In The Garden"
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Set at liberty-my Jesus                             
Set at liberty-my friend                         
Set at liberty-my soul-Oh Lord       
Let me hear you speak again                     


Whisper gently to my spirit                        
Tell me-son-I lovest you                     
Melt my heart-Your strength impart      
Oh Lord-I lovest you                                


Speak softly Holy Spirit                             
In your kind and gentle way                      
Least I follow-Lord-a stranger         
And from Your Presence turn away      


Oh Precious Jesus-Lord of mine              
The lover of my soul                                    
Your voice is mending-Love Unending    
Causing freedom-making whole              


Oh Father please forgive me                   
From Your Voice - let me not stray            
For the stranger's so assaulting                
Soul tearing and depraved                           


Having no mercy-full of cruelty              
He is the master of all lies                             
He is out Lord-to deceive me                    
So Lord cause me to be wise  
                   
Let me recognize that serpent
As he first begins to speak
And with all authority-Oh Lord
I'll put him beneath my feet


Your victory Lord - I'll glory in
And celebrate each day
With the accuser Lord beneath my feet
My headaches will go away


Let me sense the sweet assurance
Of Your "Ever Presence Love"
Pure and Holy-Righteous Thoughts
Settle on me like a dove


Your voice it tends the garden
Causes fruit lord to abound
Love, Joy, Peace, Patience
And Goodness-therein-are found

Faith, Meekness, and Temperance
In Your voice are also found
Long-Suffering with Gentleness
Toward others does abound


Truly lord when You are speaking
We will recognize your voice
If the fruits aren't there we will beware
It is the strangers voice