Back to Thy paradise.
VI
Came there a voice to me,
Yea, ’twas Thy voice, my God,
Bidding me come to Thee,
Up to Thy pure abode.
VII
Trusting Thy mercy great,
Up from my woes I’ll rise,
Seeking the golden gate
Back to Thy paradise.
Came there a voice to me,
Yea, ’twas Thy voice, my God,
Bidding me come to Thee,
Up to Thy pure abode.
Trusting Thy mercy great,
Up from my woes I’ll rise,
Seeking the golden gate