Paper 73 – The Garden of Eden 🎶 Song: The Sacred Garden (Intro – Monastic Chant, slow free speech-like 60–80 BPM) O Eden, radiant home prepared, By Van and Amadon, loyal, spared, A peninsula kissed by sea and sky, Chosen for Adam and Eve to try. (Verse 1 – Violin lead, harp and lyre plucked softly) Three thousand hands with hearts of flame, Volunteers who bore no claim, Brick walls rose with twelvefold gates, A million souls the land awaits. (Verse 2 – Angelic duet, ethereal flute weaving) Nodites born of rebel seed, Amadonites of loyal creed, Two races clashed, yet side by side, Awaited Eden’s holy tide. (Chorus – Celestial choir, tubular bells resonant) The Sacred Grade, pure and bright, Temple of Father, source of light, Tree of Life at center stands, Gift from Edentia to mortal lands. (Verse 3 – Violin soaring, operatic lines) Irrigation mist by night, Channels flowing, fields alight, Twelve thousand miles of roads were laid, Five thousand homes in order made. (Verse 4 – Male chant, organon sustained) Animals kept beyond the wall, Zoological park for all, Fruits and cereals, grains refined, Vegetables improved for humankind. (Verse 5 – Female chant, shimmering violin) Sanitation rules were clear, Water pure, no filth drew near, Early sewage, health secured, Eden’s beauty thus endured. (Verse 6 – Choir bloom, Romantic Hebrew inflections) Tree of Life, eternal flame, Van and Amadon fed its name, Adam and Eve its fruit did share, Mortals found no power there. (Verse 7 – Violin lament, bells tolling softly) Temple rose to Father’s throne, Worship pure, devotion shown, Yet war would come, the temple fall, Tree destroyed, forgotten all. (Verse 8 – Angelic duet, flute ethereal) Adam and Eve, their mission vast, To uplift races, hold them fast, But Eden lost, the plan undone, Yet seeds of violet race begun. (Verse 9 – Celestial choir, modal zither figures) Four thousand years the garden stood, Till earth and sea reclaimed the wood, Volcanic tremors, waters rise, Eden sank beneath the skies. (Bridge – Sustained lora, violin plaintive) Not punishment, but nature’s hand, Submerging Eden’s fertile land, Legacy lives in violet flame, Urantia’s hope, eternal aim. (Chorus – Full choir, violin radiant) The Sacred Grade, pure and bright, Temple of Father, source of light, Though lost to sea, its vision stays, Guiding Urantia’s future days. (Outro – Monastic chant fading, violin soaring) O Eden, dream of what could be, Paradise lost, yet destiny, Adam’s mission, Eve’s embrace, Still calls us to uplift the race.
