O say, will you go to the Eden above?

2 In that blesséd land neither sighing nor anguish

Can breathe in the fields where the glorified move.

Ye heart-burdened ones, who in misery languish,

O say, will you go to the Eden above?

Will you go, etc.

3 Nor fraud, nor deceit, nor the hand of oppression,

Can injure the dwellers in that holy grove;

No wickedness there, not a shade of transgression:

O say, will you go to the Eden above?