This world has its pleasure, it has its pain.
There are moments to treasure
And tests of our faith.
But each soul holds the memory
Of the glory of God’s face
Echoes of how we began

There are traces of Eden
Here where we need them,
This side, this side of paradise.
There are places of freedom,
And love to believe in,
This side, this side of paradise.

Can the flesh and the spirit be reconciled?
Can we make our peace
With the meek and the wild
In the heart that is placed
In every mortal mother’s child ...
This heart that is waiting for You?

There are traces of Eden
Here where we need them,
This side, this side of paradise.
There are places of freedom,
And love to believe in,
This side, this side of paradise.

And time only strengthens
The covenant made
It’s a promise unbroken to me.