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In The Garden Medley
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
He speaks and the sound of His voice Is so sweet that 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
Grant it, Jesus, is my plea
Daily walking close to Thee
Let it be, dear Lord, let it be Let it be, dear Lord, let it be
What a friend we have in Jesus
All our sins and griefs to bear
What a privilege to carry
Everything to God in prayer
O what peace we often forfeit,
O what needless pain we bear
All because we do not carry
Everything to God in prayer
Take it to the Lord in prayer