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Christian Hymn Book, Third Edition, Cincinnati, Ohio, 1813
1. There is a land of pleasure,
Where peace and joy forever roll;
Tis there I have my treasure,
And there I long to rest my soul:
Thick darkness dwelt around me,
With scarcely once a cheering ray;
But since my Savior's found me,
A lamp has shone along my way.
2. My way's beset with danger,
But 'tis the path that leads to God,
And like a valiant soldier
I'll march along the heavenly road:
Now I will gird my sword on,
My breastplate, helmet, and my shield,
And fight the host of Satan,
Until I gain the heavenly field.
3. I'm on my way to Canaan,
Still guided by my Savior's hand,
O come along, dear sinner,
And view Immanuel's happy land:
To all that stay behind me,
I bid a long, a long farewell;
O come, or you'll repent it,
When you shall reach the gates of hell.
4. The vale of tears surrounds me,
And Jordan's current rolls before;
Why should I fear or tremble
To hear the dismal waters roar?
His hand will then support me
And keep my soul from sinking there,
From sinking down to darkness,
Into the regions of despair.
5. This stream shall not affright me,
Although 'tis deeper than the grave;
If Jesus stands besides me,
I'll smoothly ride o'er Jordan's wave,
His word has calmed the ocean,
His lamp has cheered the gloomy vale,
O may this friend be with me
When through the gates of death I sail.
6. Then come, thou king of terrors,
And with thy dagger lay me low;
I'll sooner reach those mansions
Where everlasting pleasures flow.
O Christians, I must leave you,
No more to join your social band;
No more to stand beside you,
Till at the judgment bar we stand.
7. Soon the archangel's trumpet
Shall shake the globe from pole to pole,
And all the wheels of nature
Shall in a moment cease to roll;
Then we shall see our Jesus,
With shining ranks of angels, come
To execute his vengeance,
And take his ransomed children home.
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Alexander Campbell, Songs, Hymns, and Spiritual Songs, 1843 (First Ed. 1828)
1. There is a land of pleasure,
Where peace and joy forever roll;
Tis there I have my treasure,
And there I long to rest my soul.
Long darkness dwelt around me,
With scarcely once a cheering ray;
But since the Savior found me,
A lamp has shone along my way.
2. My way is full of danger,
But 'tis the path that leads to God,
And like a faithful soldier,
I'll march along the heavenly road
Now I must gird my sword on,
My breastplate, helmet, and my shield,
And fight the host of Satan,
Until I reach the heavenly field.
3. Jordan shall not affright me,
Although 'tis deeper than the grave;
If Jesus stand beside me,
I'll smoothly ride upon its wave.
His word has calmed the ocean,
His word has cheered the gloomy vale;
O may this friend be with me,
When through the gates of death I sail.
4. Soon the archangel's trumpet
Shall shake the globe from pole to pole,
And all the wheels of nature
Shall in a moment cease to roll;
Then we shall see the Savior,
With shining ranks of angels come,
To execute his vengeance,
And take his ransomed people home.
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Ananias Davisson & William Walker, Southern Harmony, 1835
1. There is a land of pleasure,
Where peace and joy forever roll;
Tis there I have my treasure,
And there I long to rest my soul.
Long darkness dwelt around me,
With scarcely once a cheering ray;
But since the Savior found me,
A lamp has shone along my way.
2. My way is full of danger,
But 'tis the path that leads to God;
And like a faithful soldier,
I'll march along the heavenly road:
Now I must gird my sword on.
My breastplate, helmet, and my shield,
And fight the hosts of Satan,
Until I reach the heavenly field.
3. I’m on the way to Zion,
Still guarded by my Savior’s hand;
O, come along, dear sinners,
And view Emmanuel’s happy land:
To all that stay behind me,
1 bid a long, a sad farewell!
O come! or you’ll repent it.
When you shall reach the gates of hell.
4. The vale of tears surrounds me,
And Jordan’s current rolls before;
Oh! how I stand and tremble,
To hear the dismal waters roar!
Whose hand shall then support me,
And keep my soul from sinking there?
From sinking down to darkness,
And to the regions of despair?
5. This stream shall not affright me,
Although it take me to the grave;
If Jesus stand beside me.
I’ll safely ride on Jordan’s wave:
His word can calm the ocean.
His lamp can cheer the gloomy vale:
O may this friend he with me,
When through the gates of death I sail!
6. Come then thou king of terrors,
Thy fatal dart may lay me low;
But soon I’ll reach those regions
Where everlasting pleasures flow:
O sinners, I must leave you,
And join that blest immortal band,
No more to stand beside you,
Till at the judgment bar we stand.
7. Soon the archangel’s trumpet
Shall shake the globe from pole to pole,
And all the wheels of nature
Shall in a moment cease to roll:
Then we shall see the Savior,
With shining ranks of angels come,
To execute his vengeance,
And take his ransomed people home.
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