In The Garden

In The Garden - Mahalia Jackson (玛哈利亚-杰克森)

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

And the joy we share

As we tarry there

None other has ever known