975. There is a land of pure delight

Author: Isaac Watts 1674-1748

There is a land of pure delight
where saints immortal reign,
eternal day excludes the night
and pleasures banish pain.

2. There everlasting spring abides,
and never-withering flowers;
death, like a narrow stream, divides
this heavenly land from ours.

3. Sweet fields beyond the rolling flood
stand dressed in living green,
as once to Israel Canaan stood
while Jordan flowed between.

4. But trembling mortals fear, and shrink
to cross the narrow sea;
they linger shivering on the brink,
afraid to launch away.

5. If we could all our doubts remove,
those gloomy doubts that rise,
and see the Canaan that we love
with clear unclouded eyes!

6. If we could climb where Moses stood
and view what lies before,
not Jordan’s stream, nor death’s cold flood,
would keep us from the shore.