In Joseph’s Garden

A gar­den I know and a grave new­ly made

And there in the ev­en­ing my Je­sus was laid.

In Jo­seph’s gar­den I long to be

Where Je­sus

my Je­sus

lay dead for me

Where Je­sus

my Je­sus

lay dead for me.

A gar­den I know where the white li­ly grows

And there in the morn­ing my Je­sus arose.

In Jo­seph’s gar­den I long to be

Where Je­sus

my Je­sus

arose for me

Where Je­sus

my Je­sus

arose for me.