- Verse One -
I come to the garden alone,
While the dew is still on the roses;
And the voice I hear, falling on my ear,
The Song 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 Two -
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.
- Verse Three -
I’d stay in the garden with Him
Through the night a round 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.
In The Garden - Charles Austen Miles, 1912
PC: Brad Boyer
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