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Beulah Land
I've reached the land of corn and wine, And all its riches freely mine; Here shies 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 heav', my home for evermore!
My Savior comes and walks with me, And sweet communion here have we; He gently leads me by the hand, For this is heaven's border land.
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 heav', my home for evermore!
A sweet perfume upon the breeze Is borne from eververnal trees, And flow'rs, that never fading grow, Where streams of life forever flow.
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 heav', my home for evermore!
The zephyrs seem to float to me, Sweet sounds of heaven's melody, As angels with the white robed throng Join in the sweet Redemption song.