A good­ly land mine eyes be­hold,
With boun­te­ous fruit­age rich­ly blest;
With pas­tures green, and wa­ters still,
Where wea­ry hearts may sweet­ly rest;
The wil­der­ness left far be­hind,
With eag­er heart I press ahead,
For God hath giv­en unto me
Each foot of land my feet shall tread.

Refrain

Lord, lead me on to fields un­trod,
The mount­ain heights that tow­er above;
A vi­sion give me of the land,
The Ca­naan land of per­fect love.

What tho’ I hear of gi­ants strong,
And ci­ties walled that rise to Heav’n;
My heav’n­ly Jo­shua still leads on,
His migh­ty strength to me is giv’n;
In ar­mor bright with sword di­vine
And faith that ov­er­cometh all,
My cap­tain’s or­ders I ob­ey,
While Je­ri­chos in ru­ins fall.

Refrain

As on I go new views I gain,
Far reach­ing fields, and mount­ains grand;
My soul ex­ults in fu­ture joys
Which wait me in this Ca­naan land.
No lack I know, since He doth lead
In vales with milk and ho­ney blest;
But yet I know there still re­mains
A bound­less land to be pos­sessed.

Refrain