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Beautiful valley of Eden,
Sweet is thy noon-tide calm;
Over the hearts of the weary,
Breathing thy waves of balm.
[CHORUS]
Beautiful valley of Eden,
Home of the pure and blest
(the pure and blest)
How often amid the wild billows;
I dream of thy rest, sweet rest.
Over the heart of the mourner,
Shineth the golden day,
Waiting the songs of the angels,
Down from the far away.
There is the home of my Saviour;
There with the blood washed throng;
Over the highlands of glory,
Rolleth the great new song.
Sweet is thy noon-tide calm;
Over the hearts of the weary,
Breathing thy waves of balm.
[CHORUS]
Beautiful valley of Eden,
Home of the pure and blest
(the pure and blest)
How often amid the wild billows;
I dream of thy rest, sweet rest.
Over the heart of the mourner,
Shineth the golden day,
Waiting the songs of the angels,
Down from the far away.
There is the home of my Saviour;
There with the blood washed throng;
Over the highlands of glory,
Rolleth the great new song.
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