poems of grace - East of Eden (feat. Wesley Assad)

East of Eden, far from all we've known
In desert places searching for a home
Barren wasteland, thorn and thistle grow
Troubled labor, cursed and fruitless toil
East of Eden, parched and left for dead
Death come quickly, there is nothing left
Then I hear it, a rustling in the breeze
Like mighty waters gently calling me
East of Eden, still I see Your hand
Through every evil, bringing good instead
Journey onward, holding onto hope
That from a Seed another garden grows
East of Eden (East of Eden)
East of Eden
You are Lord
You are near
And You give
Help me live east of Eden
You are Lord
You are near
And You give
Help me live east of Eden

Written by:
Annelise Assad, Grace Assad, Peter Assad

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