Вступление
[Verse]
I come to the garden a-lone,
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 tarry there,
None other has ever known.
[Verse]
He speaks, and the sound of His voice,
Is so sweet the birds hush their singing,
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 tarry there,
None other has ever known.
[Verse]
I'd stay in the garden with Him,
Tho' the night a-round me be fall-ing,
But He bids me go, thro' the voice of woe,
His voice to me is call-ing.