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



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



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



I'd stay in the garden with Him
Tho' 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

Written by C. Austin Miles
Sung by Loretta Lynn
Dirctly licensed for internet public performance

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