There Is a Land of Pure Delight

Verse 1

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

Verse 2

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

Verse 3

[Sweet fields beyond the swelling flood,
Stand dress’d in living green
So to the Jews old Canaan stood,
While Jordan roll’d between.

Verse 4

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

Verse 5

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

Verse 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.