They left old England’s shore A journey to endure Abide with us, Lord God our guide Across these oceans wide. The Coromandel’s berth The far side of the earth From Sydney Town to Portland Head These faithful souls were led. A church built on a rise God’s beacon for their lives Surrounding farms where harvests grow And Hawkesbury waters flow. Those Sundays, long ago We’d watch the river flow And picnic on this hallowed ground Old memories abound. We heard of muffled oar Of bodies rowed ashore Up to the church and cemetery To wait eternity. And so this church remains Its message still the same Ebenezer, church of stone No one need walk alone. A church built on a rise God’s beacon for their lives Ebenezer, church of stone No one need walk alone. © Jim Low
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