|2 - Beulah Land|
Iíve reached the land of corn and wine,
And all its riches freely mine;
Here shines undimmed one blissful day,
For all my night has passed away.
O Beulah Land, sweet Beulah Land,|
As on thy highest mount I stand,
I look away across the sea,
Where mansions are prepared for me,
And view the shining glory shore,
My heaven, my home forever more!
My Savior comes and walks with me,|
And sweet communion here have we;
He gently leads me by His hand,
For this is heavenís border land.
A sweet perfume upon the breeze,|
Is borne from ever eternal trees,
And flowers, that never fading grow
Where streams of life forever flow.
The zephyrs seem to float to me,|
Sweet sounds to heavenís melody,
As angels with the white robed throng
Join in the sweet redemption song.