In The Garden / Wonderful Peace - Reba McEntire, The Isaacs

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

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

Peace, peace, oh wonderful peace

Coming down from the Father above

Sweep over my spirit forever, I pray

In fathomless billows of love

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

None other has ever known

Peace, peace, wonderful peace

None other has ever known