Hymn 189 - Beulah Land

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.

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.

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 of heaven’s melody;

As angels with the white-robed throng,

Join in the sweet redemption song.

REFRAIN

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 forevermore!