I've reached the land of corn and wine,|
And all it's riches freely mine;
Here shines undimmed one blissful day,
For all my night has passed away.
My Savior comes and walks with me,|
And sweet communion here have we;
He gently leads me by His hand,
For this is heaven's border-land.
A sweet perfume upon the breeze
The zephyrs seem to float to me
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