Hymns of Ter Steegen and Others (Second Series) ‎#101

101. The Land of Promise

It was as if upon His breast
He laid His piercèd hand,
And said “To thee, beloved and blest,
I give this goodly land.”

O Land of fountains and of deeps,
Of God’s exhaustless store—
O blessed Land, where he who reaps
Shall never hunger more—

O summer Land, for ever fair
With God’s unfading flowers;
O Land, where spices fill the air,
And songs the golden towers—

O Land of safety, Land of home,
Of God my Father’s kiss,
To Thee, O glorious Land, I come,
My heritage of bliss.

Lord, not through works of righteousness,
The works that I have done,
But through the glory of Thy grace,
The merit of Thy Son,

To me this goodly Land is given,
The heart of Christ to me—
My Home, my Blessedness, my Heaven;
My God, I worship Thee.

Text Information

• First Line: It was as if upon His breast
• Title: The Land of Promise
• Author: Gertrude of Hellfde, d. 1330
• Language: English
• Publication Date: 1899

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