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1 We’re trav’ling on thro’ Beulah Land,
Its riches to explore;
Come, join our happy pilgrim band,
Oh, the pow’r, the cleansing pow’r!
I feel it in my soul;
Jesus saves me every hour,
He makes me fully whole.
2 Come, sinner, to the mercy-seat,
No more in darkness roam;
O cast thy load at Jesus’ feet,
Come home, just now, come home! [Refrain]
3 “But drops of grief can ne’er repay
The debt of love I owe;
Here, Lord, I give myself away,—
‘Tis all that I can do” [Refrain]
4 “Refining fire, go thru my heart,
Illuminate my soul;
Scatter Thy life thru every part,
And sanctify the whole.” [Refrain]Source: The Best of All: complete #43