1 The night is fast passing,
The day is at hand, day is at hand,
We’ve sighted the mountains of Beulah land,
Sweet Beulah land.
Refrain:
We’ll say good morning in glory,
Good morning, good morning,
We’ll say good morning in glory,
When the darkness has turned to day.
2 With harps and with trumpets
the glorified band, glorified band,
Are sounding their welcome to Beulah land,
Sweet Beulah land. [Refrain]
3 The Lamb on Mount Zion
With nail pierced hand, nail pierced hand,
Has opened the portals of Beulah land,
Sweet Beulah land. [Refrain]
4 Then sing, weary pilgrims,
You’re nearing the strand, nearing the strand,
Where loved ones await you in Beulah land,
Sweet Beulah land. [Refrain]
Source: The Voice of Thanksgiving No. 2 #4