Eng:324  Chin:252  Kor:252  Span:156  Tag:324  Fra:-  Por:177 

Lyrics:C. Austin Miles
Music:C. Austin Miles
Meter:Peculiar Meter

Hymn using same tune:

#1236

 

Can also sing "Beulah Land" as "Christ our Land".

 

 1  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.

 

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.

 

 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.

 

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.

 

 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'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.

 

 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.

 

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.