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In The Garden - C. Austin Miles
Style: Country Waltz
[Verse]
G G7
I come to the garden a-lone,
C G
While the dew is still on the ros-es,
D7 G
And the voice I hear, falling on my ear,
A7 D D7
The Son of God dis-clos-es.
[Chorus]
G D
And He walks with me, and He talks with me,
D7 G
And He tells me I am His own,
G B7 Em C
And the joy we share as we tarry there,
G D7 G
None other has ever known.
[Verse]
G G7
He speaks, and the sound of His voice,
C G
Is so sweet the birds hush their singing,
D7 G
And the mel-o-dy that He gave to me,
A7 D D7
With-in my heart is ring-ing.
[Chorus]
G D
And He walks with me, and He talks with me,
D7 G
And He tells me I am His own,
G B7 Em C
And the joy we share as we tarry there,
G D7 G
None other has ever known.
[Verse]
G G7
I'd stay in the garden with Him,
C G
Tho' the night a-round me be fall-ing,
D7 G
But He bids me go, thro' the voice of woe,
A7 D D7
His voice to me is call-ing.
[Chorus]
G D
And He walks with me, and He talks with me,
D7 G
And He tells me I am His own,
G B7 Em C
And the joy we share as we tarry there,
G D7 G
None other has ever known.
Style: Country Waltz
[Verse]
G G7
I come to the garden a-lone,
C G
While the dew is still on the ros-es,
D7 G
And the voice I hear, falling on my ear,
A7 D D7
The Son of God dis-clos-es.
[Chorus]
G D
And He walks with me, and He talks with me,
D7 G
And He tells me I am His own,
G B7 Em C
And the joy we share as we tarry there,
G D7 G
None other has ever known.
[Verse]
G G7
He speaks, and the sound of His voice,
C G
Is so sweet the birds hush their singing,
D7 G
And the mel-o-dy that He gave to me,
A7 D D7
With-in my heart is ring-ing.
[Chorus]
G D
And He walks with me, and He talks with me,
D7 G
And He tells me I am His own,
G B7 Em C
And the joy we share as we tarry there,
G D7 G
None other has ever known.
[Verse]
G G7
I'd stay in the garden with Him,
C G
Tho' the night a-round me be fall-ing,
D7 G
But He bids me go, thro' the voice of woe,
A7 D D7
His voice to me is call-ing.
[Chorus]
G D
And He walks with me, and He talks with me,
D7 G
And He tells me I am His own,
G B7 Em C
And the joy we share as we tarry there,
G D7 G
None other has ever known.
C.J. Ramone
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C.T. Fernando
C.W. McCall