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