1 Canaan promis'd is before;
Come let us forward go,
Not the ocean, nor its roar,
Nor the Egyptian foe,
May obstruct, when God commands;
His pow'r on our behalf he shows:
Move we forward to the land,
Where milk and honey flows.
2 Pharaoh's hosts, our flesh and sense,
Press hard upon our rear;
Vainly strive to cause offence,
Or make the spirit fear:
God protects us in his hand,
Whilst vengeance on his foes he throws:
Move we forward to the land,
Where milk and honey flows.
3 Roaring floods clap hands aloud,
To drive us back again;
Seas of trials vastly crowd
T' affright the sons of men:
Jesus bids us quiet stand,
Whilst he his great salvation shows:
Move we forward to the land,
Where milk and honey flows.
4 Seas divide before our face,
And stand upon an heap;
Mighty waters, by his grace,
Shrink from the fearful deep:
On we march at his command,
Nor dread the pow'r of our foes:
Move we forward to the land,
Where milk and honey flows.
5 Love, which God to us doth shew,
Strikes the Egyptian dead;
Floods, which give us passage thro',
Return upon their head:
Dead we see them on the strand,
Nor can they further us pursue;
We are in Immanuel's land,
Where milk and honey flow.
Source: Psalms, Hymns and Spiritual Songs: selected and original, designed for the use of the Church Universal in public and private devotion #LXXVIII