Nothing like the life they had in eden Strangers to the place they knew so well Dark and dreary veils the eye The flowers fade in time Sweat now stains the bread obtained from heaven Calloused hands must work the earth and plain Time to settle in and pray And await another day Vanished beneath the star so far away Ondi-ahman Ondi-ahman Left to reap what's sown in their valley home, ondi-ahman Ondi-ahman Ondi-ahman Trusting he will come, ondi-ahman Their daily dress reminds them of lost innocence And growing old just speaks of dust that must return Still their hearts have felt to sing Since their eyes began to see Together they take the bitter with the sweet Ondi-ahman Ondi-ahman Left to reap what's sown in their valley home, ondi-ahman Ondi-ahman Ondi-ahman Trusting he will come, ondi-ahman They await the child of promise To grace their flesh and blood Like an unshaken anchor They're trusting he will come To reconcile the exiled And repair what they've undone He will come See him come Ondi-ahman Ondi-ahman Eye to eye in the dazzling light, ondi-ahman Ondi-ahman Ondi-ahman To hear the words, "well done" Ondi-ahman Ondi-ahman Face to face in the gathering place, ondi-ahman Ondi-ahman Ondi-ahman Look again for them to come, ondi-ahman