He promised to help and loved us so.
Therefore, in Eden, the Son was dropped.
Twice a brief….the return of hope,
A shine once lost in the garden fine.
That we ease Him in anew;
Erase the spell and make a sphere
Here's the hope that cannot be smashed.

Now, the ‘Life’ is Eden’s plus.
For the humble folks who know
And repentant folds that knock,
Golden is the brazen gate
That awaits their honoured gaze.
For twice the gain of life
When He rises yet at dawn.