E. P. Stites

L.M.Ref.

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 heaven, my home forevermore!

2

My Saviour comes and walks with me,

And sweet communion here have we;

He gently leads me by His hand,

For this is heaven’s borderland.

3

A sweet perfume upon the breeze

Is borne from ever vernal trees;

And flowers that, never fading, grown

Where streams of life forever flow.

4

The zephyrs seem to float to me

Sweet sounds of heaven’s melody,

As angels with the white-robed throng

Join in the sweet redemption song.