I come to the garden alone, while the dew is still on teh roses. And the voice I hear falling on my ear the Son of God discloses
Chours:
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 teh birds hush their singing and teh melody that He gave to me within my heart is ringing
(Chours)
And the joy we share as we tarry there, None other had ever known
Alternate Verse:
I'd stay in the garden with Him though the night around me be falling But He holds me go through the voice of woe His voice to me is calling
