Nuhguhmoowin 9.

C. M.
"There is a land of pure delight."
There is a land of pure delight,
Where saints immortal reign:
Infinite day excludes the night,
And pleasures banish pain.
There everlasting spring abides,
And never-withr'ing flowers:
Death like a narrow sea divides
That heavenly land from ours.
Sweet fields beyond the swelling flood
Stand dressed in living green:
So to the Jews fair Canaan stood,
While Jordan roll'd between.
But tim'rous mortals start and shrink
To cross that narrow sea;
And linger shiv'ring on the brink,
And fear to launch away.
O could we make our doubts remove,
Those gloomy doubts that rise,
And see the Canaan that we love,
With unbeclouded eyes!
Could we but climb where Moses stood,
And view the landscape o'er,

Not Jordan's stream, nor death's cold flood,

Should fright us from the shore.
C. M.
"There is a land of pure delight."
Uh yah muh gud suh kah ge ga,
Me no tuh nuh kee win;
Kah wee kah te be kuh se noon,
A peech o nah ne gwuk.
Kah ge nig me noo kuh me ne,
Me nwah be go ne nig,
Mee a tuh go ewh ne bo win,
Ka be shkah ga muh guk.
Ke che me suh we nah gwud suh
E we de uh gah ming;
O mong e zhe suh e nuh gom,
Oon zah bun je ga shung.
Ne tah zhah gwa ne mo she wug,
Wah ah zhuh wuh o jig;
Quee nuh we ke chee kah zo wod,
Oon dos e nuh ka gom.
Oh kuh shke to yung o bun ewh
Che muh shkuh wain duh mung:
Ke dah puh guh kah bun dah non;
Qua nah je wung uh ke!
Keesh pin oon zah be yung o bun.
Mo ses kah oon zah bid,
Kah ke dah be swain duh zee non
Ne bo win za nuh guk.