#304 In the Garden

1. I come to the gar-den alone, While the dew is still on the ros-es; And the voice I hear, falling on my ear, The Son of God dis-clos-es. Chorus: 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 tar-ry there, none oth-er has ev-er know. 2. He speaks, and the sound of His voice Is so sweet the birds hush their sing-ing; And the mel-o-dy that He gave to me With-in my heart is ring-ing. Chorus: 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 tar-ry there, none oth-er has ev-er know. 3. I’d stay in the gar-den with Him Tho the night around me be fall-ing, But He bids me go thru the voice of woe, His voice to me is call-ing. Chorus: 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 tar-ry there, none oth-er has ev-er know.