Terra de Beulá

I hear in the distance sounds of battles, cries of war
It's the Land wrapped in a war of sin and pain
But the things of this world no longer disturb me
For I dwell in the Land of Beulah

I live on the top of the mountain
Under a sky of pure blue
Next to the fountain of living waters
That will never dry up
And I feed every day
On this good manna from Heaven
For I dwell in the Land of Beulah

Far away the storm roars over the world
Doubts, fears spread everywhere
But I stand firm in the Word of my God
For I dwell in the Land of Beulah

Not even the darkest clouds can scare me
I do not fear for I am safely in God's hands
I live in the light of the Sun and the presence of my King
For I dwell in the Land of Beulah

When I see here the wonders of my God
I remain silent and worship in contemplation
I understand His love and the great salvation
For I dwell in the Land of Beulah