The Land of Promise

We have gained the land of promise

The land of corn and wine

Flowing the milk and honey

Watered by grace divine

And crowned with bounteous harvest

For the husband means reward

And rich with purple fruitage

Of the vineyard of the Lord

 

Here the sun for aye is shining

And the cooling breezes blow

Here is neither cold nor hunger

Here is neither frost or snow

No sickness and no sorrow

And neither pain nor loss

Can find the soul that hideth

In the shadow of the cross

 

The Lord is with his people

The brightness of His face

Is lighting up the wilderness

And solitary place

The wastes are glad because of Him

As to and fro He goes

The desert land rejoices

And blossoms as the rose

 

The morning stars are singing

And the spheres with music roll

There are living waters springing

For every thirsty soul

There is heavenly manna falling

Let us gather it and eat

There are angel voices calling

Come and worship at his feet

 

There’s a radiant presence with us

That has scattered our alarms

And about and underneath us

Are the everlasting arms

He will carry in His bosom

All the weaklings of His flock

Till all are safely folded

In the shelter of the Rock

 

O we were weak and wounded

And his touch has made us whole

He has brought us out of Egypt

To the Canaan of the soul

We were faint and famine wasted

But our vigor is restored

For our eager lips have tasted

Of the fullness of the Lord.