Stanza | Poetry Source by First Line | |||
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1 |
There is a land of pure delight, Where saints immortal reign; Infinite day excludes the night, And pleasures banish pain. |
There is a Land of pure Delight,, Stanza 1 |
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2 |
There everlasting spring abides And never fading flow'rs; Death, like a narrow sea, divides This heav'nly land from ours. |
There is a Land of pure Delight,, Stanza 2 |