The land, which we passed through to search it, is an exceeding good land. If the Lord delight in us, then He will bring us into this land, and give it to us; a land which flows with milk and honey.
Numbers 14:7–8
Words: Mrs. A. F. Chaffee, in Carols of Hope, edited by Clarence M. Seamans, Frederick Stanton & Francis A. Blackmer (Boston, Massachusetts: Advent Christian Publication Society, 1906), page 129.
Music: Miles Canyon Frederick S. Stanton, Sr. (🔊 pdf nwc).
If you know Chaffee’s full name, or where to get a good photo of her or Stanton (head & shoulders, at least 200×300 pixels),
O thanks, O thanks,
A thousand times repeated,
We know your names,
Ye valiant, faithful two;
Your lowest words
Are like a song from Heaven;
Ye searched the land
Out better than ye knew.
When through the camp,
There rings the cry for Egypt,
And all the tribes
Sway backward in despair,
We turn to you,
Who bear the purple clusters,
For still ye say,
Surely the land is fair.
We pray you, friends,
Walk closer still beside us,
Talk with us often
Of the way ye took;
When ye beheld
The figs and pomegranates,
And plucked the grapes
That grew by Eschol’s bank.
When doubts, like gloomy
Birds fly on before us,
And clouds obscure
The path which must be trod,
Speak low to us
Of Sinai and its glory,
Repeat the name
Of Israel’s mighty God.