THE LAND OF BEULAH
NOW I saw in my dream that the pilgrims went on, and by and by entered into the country of Beulah. This was indeed a pleasant land and a healthful one. For the air was very sweet, and the sun shone night and day.
There they heard always the singing of birds; they saw every day the flowers blooming in wood and field; they heard the cooing of turtle doves and the songs of running brooks.
So in this land the pilgrims tarried a while and solaced themselves. For the Land of Beulah is beyond the Valley of the Shadow of Death. It is also out of reach of Giant Despair, and Doubting Castle cannot so much as be seen from its hilltops.
But the pilgrims were here within sight of the city
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