Manuel
Lieske geb Wietstock

Von Mama 03.04.2013 um 16:11 Uhr | melden

Beulah land, Im longing for you,
And, some day, on thee Ill stand,
There my home shall be eternal.
Beulah land, sweet Beulah land.

Im kind of homesick for a country
To which Ive never been before;
No sad goodbyes will ever be spoken,
And time wont matter any more.

Im looking now across the river
Where my faith will end in sight;
Theres just a few more days to labor,
And then Ill take my heavenly flight

Beulah land, Im longing for you,
And, some day, on thee Ill stand,
There my home shall be eternal.
Beulah land, sweet Beulah land.