"IN THE GARDEN"

Thanks to: Annie <[email protected]>

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 voice

Is 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

But He bids me go' Thro' 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

None other has ever known

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