There Is a Land of Pure Delight
VERSE 1
There is
a land of pure delight,
Where
saints immortal reign;
Infinite
day excludes the night,
And
pleasures banish pain.
VERSE 2
There
everlasting spring abides,
And
never withering flowers:
Death,
like a narrow sea, divides
This
heav’nly land from ours.
VERSE 3
Sweet
fields beyond the swelling flood
Stand
dressed in living green:
So to
the Jews old Canaan stood,
While
Jordan rolled between.
VERSE 4
But
timorous mortals start and shrink
To cross
this narrow sea;
And
linger, shivering on the brink,
And fear
to launch away.
VERSE 5
O could
we make our doubts remove,
Those
gloomy thoughts that rise,
And see
the Canaan that we love
With
unbeclouded eyes!
VERSE 6
Could we
but climb where Moses stood,
And view
the landscape o’er,
Not
Jordan’s stream, nor death’s cold flood,
Should
fright us from the shore.
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