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I come to the garden alone, while the dew is still on the roses,
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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,
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And the joy we share as we tarry there, none other has ever known.
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He speaks, and the sound of His voice is so sweet the birds hush their singing.
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And the melody that He gave to me, within my heart is ringing.
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I'd stay in the garden with Him though the night around me be falling,
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But He bids me go, through the voice of woe His voice to me is calling.
Text and Music: C. Austin Miles
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