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C.D. Warner, et al., comp.  The Library of the World’s Best Literature.
An Anthology in Thirty Volumes.  1917.
 
There Is a Land of Pure Delight
By Isaac Watts (1674–1748)
 
THERE is a land of pure delight
  Where saints immortal reign;
Infinite day excludes the night,
  And pleasures banish pain.
 
There everlasting spring abides,        5
  And never-withering flowers;
Death like a narrow sea divides
  This heavenly land from ours.
 
Sweet fields beyond the swelling flood
  Stand dressed in living green;        10
So to the Jews old Canaan stood,
  While Jordan rolled between.
 
But tim’rous mortals start and shrink
  To cross the narrow sea,
And linger shivering on the brink,        15
  And fear to launch away.
 
Oh! could we make our doubts remove,—
  These gloomy doubts that rise,—
And see the Canaan that we love
  With unbeclouded eyes;        20
 
Could we but climb where Moses stood,
  And view the landscape o’er,
Not Jordan’s stream nor death’s cold flood
  Could fright us from the shore.
 
 
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