The Golden Land

There’s a land that is fair and gold­en

Half its beau­ties will nev­er be told;

In its gran­deur and glo­ry fold­en

I so long this fair land to be­hold.

In that land

so fair and gold­en

There the sto­ry sweet and old­en

Is the theme of an­gel bands

In that glo­ry

gold­en land;

Sing

my soul

sing Amen.

In that land is a gold­en ci­ty

With its walls built of cost­li­est stone;

Naught on earth can com­pare in beau­ty

With that fair

gold­en heav­en­ly home.

If to Je­sus we’re faith­ful ev­er

We shall see all those glo­ries un­told;

And shall gaze on their God-like splen­dor

Which our earth-sight can nev­er be­hold.