Beulah Land <br /> <br />I’ve reached the land of corn and wine, <br />And all it’s rich-es free-ly mine <br />Here shines undimmed a bliss-ful day <br />For all my nights are passed a-way <br /> <br />Oh Beu-lah land, sweet Beu-lah land <br />As on the high-est mount I stand <br />I look a-way a-cross the sea, <br />Where mansions are pre-pared for me, <br />And view the shin-ing golden shore, <br />My heaven, my home for-ev-ermore! <br /> <br />My sa-vior comes and walk with me <br />And sweet communion here have we, <br />He grea-tly lead me by the hand, <br />For this is heav-en’s bor-der-land. <br /> <br /> <br />The zeph-yrs seams to float to me <br />Sweet sounds of heaven’s me-lo-dy <br />As an-gels with the white-robed throng, <br />Joins in the sweet re-demp-tion song.
