The Book of Worship ‎#454

454. The Heavenly Chorus

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, shivering on the brink,
And fear to launch away.

5 Oh could we make our doubts remove,
Those gloomy thoughts that rise,
And view the Canaan that we love
With unbeclouded 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.

Text Information

• First Line: There is a land of pure delight
• Title: The Heavenly Chorus
• Meter: C. M.
• Language: English
• Publication Date: 1867
• Topic: Heaven

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