In the garden by C. Austin Miles, 1913

C. Austin Miles also wrote the tune to this hymn.

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.
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.

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.
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.

I’d 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.
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.