I Am Dwelling on the Mountain

 

1 

I am dwelling on a mountain,

Where the golden sunlight gleams

O’er a land whose wondrous beauty

Far exceeds my fondest dreams;

Where the air is pure, ethereal,

Laden with the breath of flowers,

That are blooming by the fountain,

’Neath the amaranthine bowers.

Chorus:

Is not this the land of Beulah?

Blessed, blessed land of light;

Where the flowers bloom forever,

And the sun is always bright?

2 

I can see far down the mountain,

Where I wandered weary years,

Often hindered in my journey,

By the ghosts of doubt and fears;

Broken vows and disappointments

Thickly sprinkled all the way;

But the spirit led unerring

to the land I hold today. [Chorus]

3 

I am drinking at the fountain,

Where I ever would abide,

For I’ve tasted life’s pure river,

And my soul is satisfied;

There’s no thirst for earthly pleasures,

Nor adorning rich and gay,

For I’ve found a richer treasure,

One that fadeth not away. [Chorus]

4 

Tell me not of heavy crosses,

Nor the burdens hard to bear,

For I've found this great salvation

Makes each burden light appear;

And I love to follow Jesus,

Gladly counting all but dross,

Worldly honors all forsaking

For the glory of the cross. [Chorus]

5 

Oh! the cross has wondrous glory!

Oft I’ve proved this to be true,

When I’m in the way so narrow,

I can see a pathway through;

And how sweetly Jesus whispers,

“Take the cross, thou need’st not fear,

For I've trod the way before thee,

And the glory lingers near.” [Chorus]

 

William Hunter

I Am Dwelling on the Mountain - The Isaacs