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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