Author: I. Watts Meter: 8.6.8.6 Appears in 1,402 hymnals Lyrics: 1 There is a land of pure delight,
Where saints immortal reign;
Infinite day excludes the night,
And pleasures banish pain.
2 There everlasting spring abides,
And never-withering flowers:
Death, like a narrow sea, divides
This heavenly land from ours.
3 Sweet fields beyond the swelling flood,
Stand dressed in living green:
So to the Jews old Canaan stood,
While Jordan rolled between.
4 But timorous mortals start and shrink
To cross this narrow sea,
And linger trembling on the brink,
And fear to launch away.
5 O could we make our doubts remove,
Those gloomy thoughts that rise,
And see the Canaan that we love
With faith's illumined eyes:
6 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. Topics: The Last Things The Heavenly Home; The Last Things The Heavenly Home; Heaven Used With Tune: [There is a land of pure delight]
There is a land of pure delight