I Come To 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
Verse 2
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
Verse 3
I’d stay in the garden with Him
Though the night around me be falling
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
But He bids me go; through the voice of woe
His voice to me is calling

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