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

I'd stay in the garden with

Him'Tho 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