I’ve Pitched My Tent in Beulah (EN 4252)

EN 4252

I’ve Pitched My Tent in Beulah

John.8.32

I long ago left Egypt for the promised land,

I trusted in my Savior, and to His guiding hand;

He led me out to vict’ry through the great Red Sea,

I sang a song of triumph, and shouted, I am free!

You need not look for me, down in Egypt’s sand,

For I have pitched my tent far up in Beulah land;

You need not look for me, down in Egypt’s sand,

For I have pitched my tent far up in Beulah land.

I followed close beside Him, and the land soon found,

I did not halt or tremble, for Canaan I was bound;

My Guide I fully trusted, and He led me in,

I shouted, Hallelujah! my heart is free from sin!

I started for the highlands where the fruits abound,

I pitched my tent near Hebron, there grapes of Eschol found,

With milk and honey flowing, and new wine so free;

I have no love for Egypt, it has no charms for me.

My heart is so enraptured as I press along,

Each day I find new blessings which fill my heart with song;

I’m ever marching onward to that land on high,

Some day I’ll reach my mansion that’s builded in the sky.