487 In the Garden
[1]
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.
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.
[C]
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.
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.
[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.
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.
[C]
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.
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.
[3]
I d stay in the garden with Him
Though the night around me be falling
But He bids me go; through the voice of woe
His voice to me is calling.
I d stay in the garden with Him
Though the night around me be falling
But He bids me go; through the voice of woe
His voice to me is calling.
[C]
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.
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.