I come to the Garden alone
While the dew is still on the roses
And the voice I hear falling on my ear
The Sound of God discloses

He speaks and the sound of His voice
Is so sweet that the birds they hush their singing
And the melody that He sings to me
Within my heart is still ringing

And He walks with me and He talks with me
And He tells me that I am His own
And the joy we share
As we tarry there
None other has ever, ever known

(None other has ever known)