Sweet Beulah Land

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Sweet Beulah Land

By Squire Parsons

  I'm kind of homesick for a country
To which I've never been before
No sad goodbyes up there are spoken
For time won't matter anymore

I'm looking out across the river
Where my faith is going to end in sight
There's just a few more days to labor
And I will take my Heavenly flight

Beulah Land I'm longing for you
And some day on thee I'll stand
There my home shall be eternal
Beulah Land, Sweet Beulah Land


  This page is dedicated to my dear internet friend, Glen, who passed away on September 12, 2002.

"For each storm cloud
there's a rainbow.
For each shadow,
the sun.
For each parting,
sweet memories,
When sorrow is done."

I've had mentor's along the way, but you were always there when I needed you. You didn't give information freely, though....you made me dig, but you always pointed me in the right direction....and encouraged me every step of the way. I just hope that I can do for others all that you've done for me. I will miss you, Buddy. --Mott xoxoxo

~~page by Mott~~
September 17, 2002