I’ve 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 heav’n, 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
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A sweet perfume upon the breeze
Is borne from ever vernal trees
And flow’rs, that never fading grow
Where streams of life forever flow
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
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