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 pleasure
Topic: <no topic given>
Writer: <no first name given> <no last name given>
Composer:
Meter: 7s and 8s
Tune: Wright
Hymn Number: <no hymn number given>
Page Number: 252, click to see hymnal pages
LyicsThere is a land of pleasure,
Where peace and joy forever roll;
'Tis there I have my treasure,
And there I long to rest my soul.
Long darkness dwelt around me,
With scarcely once a cheering ray;
But since the Savior found me,
A lamp has shone along my way.
My way is full of danger,
But 'tis the path that leads to God,
And, like a faithful soldier,
I'll march along the heavenly road.
Now I must gird my sword on,
My breatplate, helmet, and my shield,
And fight the host of Satan
Until I reach the heavenly field.
Jordan shall not affright me,
Although 't is deeper than the grave;
If Jesus stand beside me,
I'll smoothly ride upon its wave.
His word has calmed the ocean,
His word has cheered the gloomy vale;
O, may this friend be with me
When through the gates of death I sail.
Soon the archangel's trumpet
Shall shake the globe from pole to pole,
And all the wheels of nature
Shall in a moment cease to roll;
Then we shall see the Savior,
With shining ranks of angels, come
To execute his vengeance,
And take his ransomed people home.