There is a Land of Pure Delight

There is a Land of Pure Delight

There is a land of pure delight
Where saints immortal reign,
Infinite day excludes the night,
And pleasures banish pain.

We’re feeding on the living Bread,
We’re drinking at the fountain-head;
And whoso drinketh, Jesus said,
Shall never, never thirst again.
What! Never thirst again?
No, never thirst again!
What! Never thirst again?
No, never thirst again!
And whoso drinketh, Jesus said,
Shall never, never thirst again!

There everlasting spring abides,
And never-withering flowers;
Death, like a narrow sea, divides
This heavenly land from ours.

O could we make our doubts remove
Those gloomy thoughts that rise,
And see the Canaan that we love
With unbeclouded eyes;

Could we but climb where Moses stood
And view the landscape o’er,
Not Jordan’s stream, nor death’s cold flood,
Should fright us from the shore.

We’re marching thro’ Immanuel’s gound,
And soon shall hear the trumpet sound,
And then we shall with Jesus reign,
And never, never part again.
What! Never part again?
No, never part again!
What! Never part again?
No, never part again!
And then we shall with Jesus reign,
And never, never part again!

Isaac Watts

Piano: Bill Ashton

Singing: Hilary Ashton