| Song | ‘Tis A Goodly Pleasant Land |
| Album | Top Sacred Songs |
| Genre | Contemporary Christian Music |
| Writer(s) | Fanny Jane Crosby |
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| Tags | ‘Tis A Goodly Pleasant Land |
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‘Tis A Goodly Pleasant Land
That We Pilgrims Journey Through,
And Our Father’s Constant Blessing
Fall Around Us Like The Dew;
But Its Sunshine And Its Beauty
To Our Hearts No Joy Can Bring,
Like The Splendours That Await Us
In The Palace Of The King.
Oh, The Palace Of The King!
Royal Palace Of The King!
Where Our Father In His Mercy
All The Ransomed Ones Will Bring;
Where Our Sorrows And Our Trials
Like A Dream Will Pass Away,
And Our Souls Shall Dwell For Ever
In The Realms Of Endless Day.
Our Redeemer Is The King;
What A Sacrifice He Made,
When He Purchased Our Redemption,
And His Blood The Ransom Paid;
In His Cross Shall Be Our Glory;
To That Blessed Cross We’ll Cling
Till We Reach The Gates That Open
To The Palace Of The King.
Oh, The Palace Of The King!
Royal Palace Of The King!
Where Our Father In His Mercy
All The Ransomed Ones Will Bring;
Where Our Sorrows And Our Trials
Like A Dream Will Pass Away,
And Our Souls Shall Dwell For Ever
In The Realms Of Endless Day.
In This Goodly Pleasant Land
Only Strangers Now Are We,
For We Seek A Better Country,
And ‘Tis There We Long To Be;
Yes, We Long To Swell The Anthem
That For Evermore Shall Ring
From The Pure In Heart Made Perfect,
In The Palace Of The King.
Oh, The Palace Of The King!
Royal Palace Of The King!
Where Our Father In His Mercy
All The Ransomed Ones Will Bring;
Where Our Sorrows And Our Trials
Like A Dream Will Pass Away,
And Our Souls Shall Dwell For Ever
In The Realms Of Endless Day.
We Shall See Him By-And-By;
Hallelujah To His Name!
Through The Blood Of His Atonement
Life Eternal We May Claim;
We Shall Cast Our Crowns Before Him,
And Our Songs Of Victory Sing,
When We Enter In Triumphant
To The Palace Of The King.
Oh, The Palace Of The King!
Royal Palace Of The King!
Where Our Father In His Mercy
All The Ransomed Ones Will Bring;
Where Our Sorrows And Our Trials
Like A Dream Will Pass Away,
And Our Souls Shall Dwell For Ever
In The Realms Of Endless Day
