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 ears
Within my heart discloses

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And He walks
With me and He talks with me
And he tells me that 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

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.