Ray Price - In the garden

I come to the garden a^G7lone, While the ^Cdew is still on the ^Groses, And the ^Dvoice I hear falling ^Gon my ear ^AThe Son of God dis^Dcloses.

And He ^Gwalks with me, and He ^Ctalks with me, And He ^D7tells me I am His ^Gown; And the joy we ^Emshare as we ^Ctarry there, None ^Gother has ^Dever ^Gknown.

He speaks, and the sound of His ^G7voice Is so ^Csweet the birds hush their ^Gsinging, And the ^Dmelody that He ^Ggave to me ^AWithin my heart is ^Dringing.

And He ^Gwalks with me, and He ^Ctalks with me, And He ^D7tells me I am His ^Gown; And the joy we ^Emshare as we ^Ctarry there, None ^Gother has ^Dever ^Gknown.