Branded

Lyrics

And the joy we share as we tarry there
None other has known

I come to the garden along, while the dew is still on the roses
And the voice I hear, falling on my ear, the son of God discloses
And He walks with me, and He talks with me
And he tells that I am his own
And the joy that we share as me tarry there
None other has known

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 that I am his own
And the joy that we share as me tarry there
None other has known

I’d stay I the garden with Him ‘tho the night around me be falling
But He bids me go; through the voice of woe His voice to me is calling
And He walks with me, and He talks with me
And he tells that I am his own
And the joy that we share as me tarry there
None other has known
And the joy we share as we tarry there
None other has ever known,