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

Well, He walks with me and He talks with me
Jesus tells me that I'm 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

Yeah, and He walks with me and He talks with me
Telling me that I'm His own
And the joy we share as we tarry there
None other has ever known

Now Mary wept at the tomb
Angels said, "Why cry?
Have you moved Him away?
Tell me where and I'll get Him"
Mary went to the disciples with great, great news
And she said, "I've seen the Lord"

I 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

Oh, and He walks with me and He talks with me
Jesus tells me that I'm His own, child
And the joy we share as we tarry there
None other has ever known
Oh, and He tells me that I'm His own
And the joy we share as we tarry there
None other has ever known