EN 4817 O Eden, Dear Eden
1Cor.2.9
Versi Version 1
1
There’s a land unseen by our mortal eyes,
And its joys no tongue can tell;
Where in robes of white, in its vales of light,
We shall meet, and forever dwell.
O Eden, dear Eden,
Home bright and fair,
Soon our bark will land on thy golden stand,
And our rest will be glorious there.
2
Though our ties may break and our hearts may grieve,
While the cross on earth we bear;
There is joy at last, when our voyage is past,
And our rest will be glorious there.
3
Let us look above when the clouds are dark,
Let us look by faith and prayer;
Then we’ll anchor safe o’er the storm girt wave,
And our rest will be glorious there.
4
We shall meet ere long in a world of song,
And its fadeless beauty share;
We shall meet and sing through eternal spring,
And our rest will be glorious there.

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