Scripture Verse

Their desired haven. Psalm 107:30


Fanny Crosby (1820–1915)

Words: Fan­ny Cros­by, in Show­ers of Bless­ing, ed­it­ed by John R. Swe­ney & Will­iam Kirk­pat­rick (Phi­la­del­phia, Penn­syl­van­ia: John J. Hood, 1888), num­ber 100. Some hym­nals give the au­thor as An­na C. Stor­ey, one of Fan­ny’s pseu­do­nyms.

Music: Will­iam J. Kirk­pat­rick (🔊 pdf nwc).

William J. Kirkpatrick (1838–1921)


Valley of Ed­en, be­yond the sea,
Haven of rest, tran­quil and blest,
Anchored for­ev­er we soon shall be,
Gathered with Je­sus to rest;
Songs of the ran­somed are float­ing in air,
Wafted to earth from thy re­gion so fair;
Angels are ten­der­ly call­ing us there,
Calling the wea­ry to rest.


Come, come, come, come,
Weary and sor­row op­pressed;
Come, come, come, come,
Come to this val­ley of rest.

Valley of Ed­en, the soul’s dear home,
Bright are thy hills, peace­ful thy rills;
Happy for­ev­er we soon shall roam
Over thy bright bloom­ing hills;
Thine are the beau­ties that ne­ver de­cay,
Thine is a light of a sha­dow­less day;
Voices of loved ones are call­ing away,
Home to thy bright bloom­ing hills.


Valley of Ed­en, be­yond the sea,
Lovely thy bow­ers, fade­less thy flow­ers;
Valley of Ed­en, we dream of thee,
Dream of thy beau­ti­ful bow­ers.
Friends that were part­ed with rap­ture shall meet,
Casting their crowns at Im­ma­nu­el’s feet:
Still the glad voic­es of an­gels re­peat,
Come to the val­ley of flow­ers.