There Is a Land of Pure Delight
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Hymn 278 C.M. 1. There is a land of pure delight, Where saints immortal reign; Eternal day excludes the night, And pleasures banish pain. 2. There everlasting spring abides, And never-fading flowers; Death, like a narrow sea, divides This heav'nly land from ours. 3. Sweet fields beyond the swelling flood, Stand dressed in living green: So to the Jews fair 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. Oh, could we make our doubts remove, Those gloomy doubts that rise, And see 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.