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 voiceIs 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
Id stay in the garden with
HimTho the night around me be falling
And He bids me go, through 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