And the land we will possess.
God has finally found a people
Tired of the wilderness.
Down with every weight and sin;
Let’s go up and enter in.
Hallelujah, Amen.
Through the victory of His Son;
Raised the Victor’s banner o’er us,
All the battles He has won.
All that’s left for us to do
Is by faith to follow through.
Brooks of water flowing free;
Fountains rich with living water,
Streams that flow abundantly.
Brothers, joyfully we stand
In His promise, Christ the land.
Filled the land with produce sweet:
Olive oil and pomegranates,
Fig trees, honey, vines and wheat.
We need nothing else besides,
All we need the land provides.
And with joy we bless the Lord,
For the good land He has given;
Faithful to His promised Word.
Here we find there is no lack—
Never, never we’ll go back!
Working on the land each day;
Not expecting ’manna’ blessing,
Working in a normal way.
God and man cooperating
While for harvest we are waiting.
Of the land with all its worth,
And the Lord will have the harvest,
When He comes to reap the earth.
To provide the Lord the way,
We must labor day by day.