Behold Eden, the emerald gem poured in the hands of Adam;
The beauty unspoiled; the pearl of God’s perfect creation.
Behold now the cancer of man; a tear shed by the Ancient of Days.
How deeply your Creator is grieved and forever saddened.

Behold Eden, the garden of everlasting fruit.
From the fountains of Pison and Gihon, the water of life you draw.
Have I not given my creation even the gold of Havilah?
Can my perfect provision you ever refute?

Behold Eden, the crown of God’s glory and the birth of man’s shame.
You curse with the name Mother Earth and defile the soil with your brother’s blood.
The stain of sin could not be washed even in the waters of Noah’s flood.
Through the serpent’s words you trusted deceit and forever cursed my name.

Where is your Eden today? Where did your Paradise go?
You’ve covered the light of day in a haze of filth and your towers of urban blight.
From the light of my eternal glory you hide in the shadows of coming night.
The waters of life turned toxic waste from your rivers now churn and flow.

Behold Eden, the gates now closed. Do you wonder may I ever return?
Through the canon of ancient text my words can light your path.
The time is now to acknowledge my Son and avoid the coming wrath.
Behold Eden, the path is narrow but the way clear to discern.