| Song | I’ve Pitched My Tent In Beulah |
| Album | Good Old Christian Hymns |
| Genre | Traditional Christian Hymns |
| Writer(s) | Margaret J. Harris |
| Music | |
| Key | Meter: 12.13.12.13.11.12.11.12 |
| Tags | I’ve Pitched My Tent In Beulah |
| Theme(s) | |
| Scripture Reference(s) | John 8:32 |
| CCLI Song No |
I Long Ago Left Egypt For The Promised Land,
I Trusted In My Savior, And To His Guiding Hand;
He Led Me Out To Victory Through The Great Red Sea,
I Sang A Song Of Triumph, And Shouted, I Am Free!
You Need Not Look For Me, Down In Egypt’s Sand,
For I Have Pitched My Tent Far Up In Beulah Land.
I Followed Close Beside Him, And The Land Soon Found,
I Did Not Halt Or Tremble, For Canaan I Was Bound;
My Guide I Fully Trusted, And He Led Me In,
I Shouted, Hallelujah! My Heart Is Free From Sin.
I Started For The Highlands Where The Fruits Abound,
I Pitched My Tent Near Hebron, There Grapes Of Eshcol Found,
With Milk And Honey Flowing, And New Wine So Free;
I Have No Love For Egypt, It Has No Charms For Me.
My Heart Is So Enraptured As I Press Along,
Each Day I Find New Blessings Which Fill My Heart With Song;
I’m Ever Marching Onward To That Land On High,
Some Day I’ll Reach My Mansion That’s Builded In The Sky.
