Beulah Land

I've reached the land of corn and wine,
And all it's 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 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 heaven, my home forever more!

A sweet perfume upon the breeze,
Is borne from ever eternal trees,
And flowers, 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 heaven, my home forever more!
The zephyrs seem to float to me,
Sweet sounds to heaven's melody,
As angels with the white robed throng.
Join in the sweet redemption song.