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Dwelling now in Canaan land
With the pure and holy band,
Oh, how precious
and how glorious is my rest;
Jesus smiles upon me here,
I am free from doubt and fear,
I am dwelling on
Mount Zion’s shining crest.
Glory, glory, glory,
I am glad to tell,
Sanctified and happy,
with my soul ’tis well;
Now the Holy Spirit
doth my bosom thrill,
Sweetly I repose within
my Father’s will.
Now from bondage I am free,
Egypt’s hosts are in the sea,
And the wilderness
cannot my spirit hold;
For I’ve tasted honey sweet,
Joy so full and rest complete,
And the glories of
this land are yet untold.
Glory, glory, glory,
I am glad to tell,
Sanctified and happy,
with my soul ’tis well;
Now the Holy Spirit
doth my bosom thrill,
Sweetly I repose within
my Father’s will.
Waters pure as crystal clear,
Springing all around me here,
Fill me to o’erflowing
like a cooling well;
All its glories rich are mine,
As its beauties round me shine,
How with happiness and joy
my heart doth swell.
Glory, glory, glory,
I am glad to tell,
Sanctified and happy,
with my soul ’tis well;
Now the Holy Spirit
doth my bosom thrill,
Sweetly I repose within
my Father’s will.
Of the seed of Abraham,
Heir of God through Christ I am,
And this blessed Canaan
is His will to me;
’Cross the Jordan’s swelling stream,
Where celestial sunrays gleam,
Richest blessings are
awaiting here for thee.
Glory, glory, glory,
I am glad to tell,
Sanctified and happy,
with my soul ’tis well;
Now the Holy Spirit
doth my bosom thrill,
Sweetly I repose within
my Father’s will.
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