When Eden's garden wilted
God was in despair
He searched for a substitute
He looked every where.
Then He chose Wenatchee, a
most delightful place.
He smilwed upon our Valley
Filled it with His Grace.
He formed the hills around us
to relax our eyes,
gave us a sparkling river and
endlessly blue skies.
He filled our Littlt Eden
with a delightful blend
of hard-working honest folks,
His garden to attend.
One day I'll go to Heaven
and I'll see His face.
Then, I'll thank my Maker for
loaning me this place.
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