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.”
Lyrics by C. Austin Miles
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