In the Garden

In the Garden - The Hit Crew

I come to the garden alone

While the dew

Is still on the roses

And the voices 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

I'd stay in the garden with Him

'Tho the night around me is 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

And the joy we share as we tarry there

None other has ever known