Home Again in Eden

Our land was made by us a wilderness,       
A place where living water will not run,
Because of Adam’s, Eve’s first faithlessness
When human race in them was just begun
In Eden, where the Tree of Life still grows–
Forever bears the fruit for which we long,
While He who walks His Garden longs to know
We are at last where we at first belonged,
Behind the gate His Son will open now
Through whom the Father’s water breathes again:
His Spirit wets His image, and we bow
To Him who on His Tree frees us from sin.
So Trinity will never walk alone
In Garden–was and always will be  home.