Music: Patricia Buechler
Lyrics: Patricia Büchler
Now rest you there, in spite of the storm that is raging
Faith goes and comes, as long as the seasons are changing
I am sure there is a safe valley for you and for me
Where we would fly, in joy we'd cry
For our blessed land
For what we strive would come alive
And you would grieve no more
Where we would fly, in joy we'd cry
For our blessed land
For what we strive would come alive
And you would grieve no more
♬
Forgive me now for all the times you were falling
My darling, I accompany you in your mourning
I will tell you a safe valley and sing my Loralie
Where we would fly, in joy we'd cry
For our blessed land
For what we strive would come alive
And you would grieve no more
Where we would fly, in joy we'd cry
For our blessed land
For what we strive would come alive
And you would grieve no more
♬
Where we would fly, in joy we'd cry
For our blessed land
For what we strive would come alive
And you would grieve no more
Where we would fly, in joy we'd cry
For our blessed land
For what we strive would come alive
And you would grieve no more