Oh tell me the tale oh my Father Of the garden that lit up the East How the God of our people created the world And said that it is good Oh sing ye the song of the Spirit, Who brooded the birth of the earth The voice of the seas and the sunlight rang clean Out across the meadows Oh Eden, unbroken Hearts in the heart of our God Our Father, our Maker Love from the dawn of the world Dawn of the world My Heart breaks to hear the old story I ache with the call of my home For the beauty of God and the love that we had I've heard that it was good But my brokenness flames up before me, This treasonous heart, bent and torn The sword of the truths cleaves the branch from the root My soul is lost in sorrow Oh Eden, our treason Has fed us the fruit of decay Our Father, we hunger For bread that will not pass away Not pass away So the daughters and sons of the Father Wander now naked and shamed The blessings reversed by the thorn of the curse Creation mourns it still But a promise spread out like the morning, And bright came the Word from His mouth A Son would be born and the curse be undone Give flight to fallen sparrows Oh Eden, we have been Working to make our own way Our Father, we have so Shadowed you image in shade All Things made good All things so broken now God ever True, ever we hope in You