1.
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.
2.
He speaks and the sound of His voice,
Is so sweet the birds hush their singing,
And the melody That He gave tome,
With in my heart is ringing.
3.
I'd stay in the garden with Him
Though the night around me be falling,
But 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.
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