I've been intrigued by the recent posts quoting hymns and asking people's responses and memories about them.  Just wondering what you think or remember about this one:

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 the birds hush their singing,

and the melody that he gave to me within my heart is ringing,