I come to the garden aloneWhile the dew is still on the rosesAnd the voice I hearFalling on my earThe Son of GodDisclosesAnd He walks with meAnd He talks with meAnd He tells me I am His ownAnd the joy we shareAs we tarry thereNone other has ever knownHe speaksAnd the sound of His voiceIs so sweetThe birds hushThey're singingAnd the melodyThat He gave to meWithin my heartIs ringingEverybody with meAnd He walks with meAnd He talks with meAnd He tells me I am His ownAnd the joy we shareAs we tarry thereNone other has ever knownAnd the joy we shareAs we tarry thereNone other has ever knownOh, yes.That's wonderful.
