Author:		C. Austin Miles, 1868-1946
Musician:		C. Austin Miles, 1868-1946

Far away the noise of strife upon my ear is falling;
Then I know the sins of earth beset on ev'ry hand;
Doubt and fear and things of earth in vain to me are calling,
None of these shall move me from Beulah Land.

Refrain:
I'm living on the mountain, underneath a cloudless sky;
I'm drinking at the fountain that never shall run dry;
O yes! I'm 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 Beulah 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 forever in Beulah Land.

Viewing here the works of God, I sink in contemplation;
Hearing now His blessed voice, I see the way He planned;
Dwelling in the Spirit, here I learn of full salvation,
Gladly will I tarry in Beulah Land.