"All the Land which thou seest, to thee will I give it." -- Gen. xiii.15. Gertrude of Hellfde, 1330. tr., Emma Frances Bevan, 1899 It was as if upon His breast He laid His piercèd hand, And said "To thee, beloved and blest, I give this goodly land." O Land of fountains and of deeps, Of God's exhaustless store -- O blessed Land, where he who reaps Shall never hunger more -- O summer Land, for ever fair With God's unfading flowers; O Land, where spices fill the air, And songs the golden towers -- O Land of safety, Land of home, Of God my Father's kiss, To Thee, O glorious Land, I come, My heritage of bliss. Lord, not through works of righteousness, The works that I have done, But through the glory of Thy grace, The merit of Thy Son, To me this goodly Land is given, The heart of Christ to me -- My Home, my Blessedness, my Heaven; My God, I worship Thee. |