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There Is A Land Of Pure Delight

by Issac Watts


There is a land of pure delight
Where saints immortal reign;
Infinite day excludes the night,
And pleasures banish pain.


There everlasting spring abides,
And never-withering flowers:
Death like a narrow sea divides
This heavenly land from ours.


Sweet fields beyond the swelling flood
Stand dressed in living green:
So to the Jews old Canaan stood,
While Jordan rolled between.


But timorous mortals start and shrink
To cross this narrow sea,
And linger shivering on the brink
And fear to launch away.


O could we make our doubts remove,
These gloomy doubts that rise,
And see the Canaan that we love
With unbeclouded eyes,


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.




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