Daniel Martin Moore - In the Garden Album

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Well, I come to the garden alone
While the dew is still on the roses
The voice I hear
Falling on my ear
The Son of God discloses
And He walks with me
And He talks with me
And He tells me I am His own
And the joy that we share
As we tarry there
Nobody else has ever known
He speaks and the sound of His voice
All the birds hush their singing
And the melody
That He gave to me
Is in my heart just ringing, ringing, ringing, ringing, ringing
And He walks with me
And He talks with me
And He tells me I am His own
And the joy that we share
As we tarry there
Nobody else has ever known
And He walks with me
And He talks with me
And He tells me I am His own
And the joy that we share
As we tarry there
None other has ever known