Sweet Beulah Land
I'm kind of homesick for a country To which I've never been before. No sad goodbyes will there be spoken For time won't matter anymore. Beulah Land, I'm longing for you And some day on thee I'll stand. There my home shall be eternal. Beulah Land, sweet Beulah Land I'm looking now across the river Where my faith will end in sight. There's just a few more days to labor. Then I will take my heavenly flight.