I Come to the Garden Alone

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.

Refrain: 

 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 the birds hush their singing,
 and the melody that He gave to me 
within my heart is ringing.
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I'd stay in the garden with Him 
though the night around me be falling,
but he bids me go; thru the voice of woe
his voice to me is calling.
(Refrain)