Hymn 658
Far away the noise of strife
- Far away the noise of strife upon my ear is falling.
Then I know the sins of earth be set on ev'ry hand:
Doubts and fear and things of earth in vain to me are calling.
None of these shall move me from Beulah Land.
I'm living on the mountain, underneath a cloudless sky,
I'm drinking at the fountain that never shall run dry,
Oh, yes! fm feasting on the manna from a bountiful supply.
For I am dwelling in Beulah Land.
- Far below the storm of doubt upon the world is beating,
Sons of men in battle long the enemy withstand;
Safe am I within the castle of God's word retreating;
Nothing then can reach me 'Tis Beuiha Land.
- Let the stormy breezes blow, their cry cannot alarm me,
I am safely sheltered here protected by God's hand;
Here the sun is always shining, here there's naught can harm me,
I am safe for ever in Beulah Land.
- Viewing here the works of God, I sink in contemplation.
Hearing now His blessed voice, I see the way is planned:
Dwelling in the spirit, here I learn of full salvation.
Gladly will I tarry in Beulah Land.
Christly Living