In the Garden

Authors

C. Austin Miles (Text)

In the Garden

Verse 1
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C
G
I 
come to the garden alone, While the 
dew is still on the 
roses;
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m
And the 
voice I hear falling 
on my ear, The 
Son of God dis
closes.
Chorus
B
D
And He 
walks with me, and He 
talks with me,
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Bb
G
And He 
tells me 
I am His 
own;
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And the 
joy we 
share as we 
tarry 
there,
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d
None 
other has 
ever 
known.
Verse 2
7
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u
He 
speaks, and the sound of His voice Is so 
sweet the birds hush their 
singing;
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And the 
melody that He 
gave to me, With
in my heart is 
ringing.
Verse 3
d
*
a
I'd 
stay in the garden with Him, Though the 
night around me be 
falling;
b
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a+
B
But He 
bids me go; thru the 
voice of woe, His 
voice to me is 
calling.
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