Hymnal: Fillmore's Harp of Zion
Date: 1867
Compiler: A D Fillmore
Publisher/Printer: R W Carroll & Co
First Line: There is a land of pure delight
Topic: <no topic given>
Writer: <no first name given> <no last name given>
Composer: A Fillmore
Meter: CM
Tune: Illinois
Hymn Number: <no hymn number given>
Page Number: 130, click to see hymnal pages
LyicsThere is a land of pure delight,
Where saints in glory reign;
Eternal day excludes the night,
And pleasures banish pain.
There everlasting spring abides,
And neverwith'ring flowers;
Death, like a narrow sea divides
This heavenly land from ours.
Sweet fields beyond the swelling flood
Stand dress'd in living green;
So to the Jews old Canaan stood,
While Jordan roll'd between.
When I ascend where Moses stood,
And view the landscape o'er,
Not Jordan's stream, nor death's cold flood,
Can fright me from the shore.