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Text: | The Land of Pure Delight |
Author: | Isaac Watts |
Tune: | [There is a land of pure delight] |
Composer: | Adam Geibel |
1 There is a land of pure delight,
Where saints immortal reign,
Infinite day excludes the night,
And pleasures banish pain.
There everlasting spring abides,
And never-with’ring flowers:
Death, like a narrow sea, divides
This heav'nly land from ours;
Death, like a narrow sea, divides
This heav'nly land from ours.
2 Sweet fields beyond the swelling flood,
Stand dressed in living green:
So to the Jews old Canaan stood,
While Jordan rolled between.
But tim’rous mortals start and shrink
To cross this narrow sea,
And linger, shiv’ring on the brink,
And fear to launch away,
And linger, shiv’ring on the brink,
And fear to launch away.
3 O could we make our doubts remove,
Those gloomy doubts that rise,
And see the Canaan that we love,
With unbeclouded eyes;
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.
Not Jordan's stream, nor death's cold flood,
Should fright us from the shore.
Text Information | |
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First Line: | There is a land of pure delight |
Title: | The Land of Pure Delight |
Author: | Isaac Watts |
Publication Date: | 1901 |
Tune Information | |
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Name: | [There is a land of pure delight] |
Composer: | Adam Geibel |