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.

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 heaven, my home forevermore!

My Savior comes and walks with me! And sweet communion here have we; He gently leads me by His hand, For this is Heaven's borderland.

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 heaven, my home forevermore!

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.

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 heaven, my home forevermore!

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.

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 heaven, my home forevermore!