1 I love that land, that holy land;
I love that land, where saints shall go;
I love that land, that beautiful land,
Where beautiful streams ne’er cease to flow.

Refrain:
O beautiful land, sweet home of the blest,
O beautiful land, sweet home of rest.

2 That heav’nly land is bright and fair,
A pearly gate to enter there;
A city there, with beauties so rare,
And heavenly treasures everywhere. [Refrain]

3 Yes, I am told of streets of gold,
In that fair land of joys untold;
Redeemed ones there forever shall dwell,
And heavenly praise shall ever roll. [Refrain]

4 To that blest land I long to go,
Where pain nor sorrow come no more;
There songs of praises ever shall flow,
Our Savior’s dear name we will adore. [Refrain]