#264: In the Garden

(Part of a series singing through the hymnbook I grew up with: Great Hymns of the Faith)

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.

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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

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3

I’d stay in the garden with Him

Tho the night around me be falling;

But He bids me go — thru the voice of woe,

His voice to me is calling.

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