Luyện nghe bài hát Is Not This The Land of Beulah

I am on the mountain,
Where the golden sunlight
O'er a land wondrous beauty
Far exceeds my fondest
the air is pure, ethereal,
Laden with the of flow'rs,
They are by the fountain,
'Neath the bow'rs.
I can see far the mountain,
Where I weary years,
Often hindered in my
By the ghosts of doubts and
vows and disappointments
Thickly all the way,
But the led, unerring,
To the land I today.
Is not the land of Beulah?
Blessed, blessed of light,
Where the bloom forever,
And the sun is bright!
I am at the fountain,
Where I would abide;
For I've tasted life's river,
And my is satisfied;
There's no for life's pleasures,
Nor adorning, and gay,
For I've a richer treasure,
One that not away.
Oh, the cross has glory!
Oft I've proved to be true;
I'm in the way so narrow,
I can see a pathway
And how sweetly Jesus
"Take the cross, need'st not fear,
For I've the way before thee,"
And the glory near.