Far away the noise of strife upon my ear is falling

1.

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

I’m living on the mountain, underneath

A cloudless sky

I’m drinking at the fountain that never

Shall run dry

Oh, yes! I’m feasting on the

Manna from a bountiful supply

For I am dwelling in Beulah Land

2.

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 world retreating

Nothing then can reach me, ’tis Beulah land

3.

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 shinning here

There’s naught can harm me

I am safe for ever in Beulah land

4.

Viewing here the works of God

I sink in contemplation

Hearing now His blessed voice

I see the way is planned

Dwelling in the spirit, here

I learn of full salvation

Gladly will I tarry in Beulah Land