Psalms_50-15: And call upon me in the day of trouble: I will deliver thee, and thou shalt glorify me.

Far Away The Noise Of Strife
Upon Lay Ear Is Falling,
Then I Know The Sins Of Earth Be Set On Every Hand:
Doubts 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! Pm Feasting On The
Manna From A Bountiful Supply,
For I Am Dwelling In Beulab Land.

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 Word Retreating;
Nothing Then Can Reach Me
‘Tis Beulha Land.

Let The Stormy Breezes Blow,
Their Cry Cannot Alarm Me,
I…