canaan bound
peterson, andrew
tomorrow we are canaan bound
where westward sails the golden sun
and hebron's hills are amber crowned
so bid your troubled heart be still
the trees are tall and honey-filled
like the stars across the heavens flung
like water in the desert sprung
i trembled at the voice of god
a voice of love and thunder deep
with love he means to save us all
and love has chosen you and me
long after we are dead and gone
a thousand years our tale be sung
how faith compelled and bore us on
how barren sarah bore a son
where westward sails the golden sun
and hebron's hills are amber crowned
tomorrow we are canaan bound