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Far away the noise of strife upon my ear is falling,
Then I know the sins of earth beset on every hand;
Doubt and fear and things of earth in vain to me are calling,
None of these shall move me from Beulah Land.
Then I know the sins of earth beset on every hand;
Doubt and fear and things of earth in vain to me are calling,
None of these shall move me from Beulah Land.
I'm living on the mountain, underneath a cloudless sky,
I'm drinking at the fountain that never shall run dry;
O yes, I'm feasting on the manna from a bountiful supply,
For I am dwelling in Beulah Land.
I'm drinking at the fountain that never shall run dry;
O yes, I'm feasting on the manna from a bountiful supply,
For I am dwelling in Beulah Land.
2
Far below the storm of doubt upon the world is beating,
Sons of men in battle long the enemy withstand;
Safe am I within the castle of God's word retreating,
Nothing then can reach me, 'tis Beulah Land.
Sons of men in battle long the enemy withstand;
Safe am I within the castle of God's word retreating,
Nothing then can reach me, 'tis Beulah Land.
3
Let the stormy breezes blow, their cry cannot alarm me,
I am safely sheltered here, protected by God's hand;
Here the sun is always shining, here there's naught can harm me,
I am safe forever in Beulah Land.
I am safely sheltered here, protected by God's hand;
Here the sun is always shining, here there's naught can harm me,
I am safe forever in Beulah Land.
4
Viewing here the works of God, I sink in contemplation,
Hearing now His blessed voice, I see the way is planned;
Dwelling in the spirit, here I learn of full salvation,
Gladly will I tarry in Beulah Land.
Hearing now His blessed voice, I see the way is planned;
Dwelling in the spirit, here I learn of full salvation,
Gladly will I tarry in Beulah Land.
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San Juan, Philippines
Christ our Land!!!
Why we can't just enjoy and be happy. Christ wants us to be happy. He doesn't like long faces. When I hear this song, all I have is smile. This isn't the whole story of our Christian life, but this is the goal. We want to eventually be happy with Christ without any outside factors.
Monrovia, Liberia
I love this song, heard it for the first time almost 50 years ago in a choir practice at The Seventh Day Adventist Church.
Thank Google I am hearing it again today.
Ksm, Nyza, Kenya
Upon the land that we all await this song floods hope to our bright future which is comparable to nothing down here for the glory yet revealed is far much great that no mind can fathom ear nor eyes heard or seen... wherefore looking forward to such great reward brethren let's be diligent that we may be found in him have no wrinkled or spot/ blame but in perfect peace in harmony with his character... such that violence be heard no more in thy land wastage nor destruction within thy border but rather call our gates praise and walls salvation
Blessed are we if we do his commandment that we may have a right to life eternal and may enter the city through the Gates.... Amen
Chennai, Tamil Nadu, India
What a life in Christ as our land!
Living on the mountain, underneath a cloudless sky,
Drinking at the fountain that never shall run dry;
Feasting on the manna from a bountiful supply,
Dwelling in Christ our Land!
Stockholm, Sweden
Christ is the best land to live in.
Greensboro, North Carolina, United States
I loved this song; beautiful.
Sidoarjo, East Java, Indonesia
very beautiful song to me..alleluya no sad anymore..!
Very beautiful song.. It blessed me..thx you for this website
Detroit, MI, United States
Born in Lakehurst, New Jersey, Miles attended Philadelphia College of Pharmacy and the University of Pennsylvania. In 1892, he abandoned his career as a pharmacist and wrote his first Gospel song, He served as editor and manager at the Hall-Mack publishers for 37 years. In his own words:
"It is as a writer of gospel songs I am proud to be known, for in that way I may be of the most use to my Master, whom I serve willingly although not as efficiently as is my desire." - hymntime
Miles was an amateur photographer who wrote many of his hymns in a darkroom, while waiting for the photographs to develop. - hymnpod
He also wrote the words and music for "I come to the garden alone", which tune is used for "O glorious Christ, Savior mine" #501, and which lyrics were probably the inspiration for #554 "I come to His presence afresh".
Pottstown, PA, United States
love this song!