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

He speaks and the sound of His voice

Is so sweet that the birds they hush their singing

And the melody that He sends to me

Within my heart is still ringing

And, and He walks with me

And He talks with me

And He tells me that I am His own

And the joy we share as we tarry, tarry there

None other has ever, ever known

None other has ever, ever known

None other has ever known

None other has ever known

None other has ever