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