Scripture Verse

Their desired haven. Psalm 107:30


Fanny Crosby

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


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.