Beautiful valley of Eden! Sweet is thy noontide calm,

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Beautiful valley of Eden! Sweet is thy noontide calm, Over the hearts of the weary, Breathing thy waves of balm. 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! 1-3 Words by William O. Cushing / Music by William F. Sherwin

Over the heart of the mourner Shineth thy golden day, Beautiful Valley Of Eden Over the heart of the mourner Shineth thy golden day, Wafting the songs of the angels Down from the far away. 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! 2-3

There is the home of my Savior, There, with the bloodwashed throng; Beautiful Valley Of Eden There is the home of my Savior, There, with the bloodwashed throng; Over the highlands of glory Rolleth the great, new song. 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! 3-3