Album: This Breaks My Heart of Stone
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 heav'nly land from ours.
Could we but climb where Moses stood
And view the landscape o'er.
Not Jordan's streams north death's cold flood
Should fright us from this shore.
O could we make our doubts remove,
Those gloomy thoughts that rise,
And see the Canaan that we love
With unclouded eyes!
Could we but climb where Moses stood
And view the landscape o'er.
Not Jordan's streams north death's cold flood
Should fright us from this shore.
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My mom died Wednesday 09/16/15, she is in this beautiful land. I miss her so. - Sep 2015