In the garden, in the garden of Jesus our Savior,
We are growing, we are growing for Jesus alone.

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Like the flow’rs of the morning His garden adorning,
We are growing for Jesus, His loved and His own.

Little children, little children are the flow’rs in His garden,
We must blossom, we must blossom, for Jesus alone.

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Jesus loves us, Jesus loves us, the flow’rs of His garden;
He will keep us, He will keep us, nor leave us alone.

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We must love him, we must love Him, this Jesus our Savior,
We must trust Him, we must trust Him, in Jesus alone.

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Thy way, not mine, O Lord,
However dark it be;
Lead me by Thine own hand,
Choose out the path for me.

Smooth let it be or rough,
It will be still the best;
Winding or straight, it leads
Right onward to Thy rest.

I dare not choose my lot;
I would not, if I might;
Choose Thou for me, my God,
So I shall walk aright.

Take Thou my cup, and it
With joy or sorrow fill,
As best to Thee may seem;
Choose Thou my good and ill.

Choose Thou for me my friends,
My sickness or my health;
Choose Thou my cares for me
My poverty or wealth.

The kingdom that I seek
Is Thine: so let the way
That leads to it be Thine,
Else I must surely stray.

Not mine, not mine the choice
In things or great or small;
Be Thou my Guide, my Strength
My Wisdom, and my All.

Sweetly dawns the Sabbath morning
On the world, so full of care;
Bidding man forget his labor,
Calling to the house of prayer.
O sweet and strong, His saints among,
We sing to God our Sabbath song,
Our Sabbath song, our Sabbath song,
We raise to Christ our Sabbath song.

’Tis the day when man’s Redeemer
Rose triumphant o’er the grave;
Sealing thus His work completed,
Telling thus His power to save.
Then loud and long, to Christ so strong
To save the lost, we raise our song,
Our Sabbath song, our Sabbath song,
We raise to Christ our Sabbath song.

’Tis the day whose rest and gladness
Show what all my life should be;
Yielding all by faith to Jesus,
Finding Jesus all in me.
O how I long, in Christ made strong,
To sing each day faith’s Sabbath song,
Faith’s Sabbath song, faith’s Sabbath song,
I’d sing each day faith’s Sabbath song.

’Tis the day whose calm, so holy
Shadows forth the better rest,
Where the crownèd saints are singing
With their Lord, supremely blest.
’Twill not be long, till ’mid that throng,
We sing th’eternal Sabbath Song,
Heav’n’s Sabbath song, Heav’n’s Sabbath song,
We’ll sing th’eternal Sabbath song.