This is not mine. I don't know who the author was but it's one of my favorite poems. Have had it for many years.
I am dwelling on the Mountain
Where the golden sunlight gleams
Oe'r a land whose wondrous beauty
Far exceeds my fondest dreams
Where the air is pure and ethereal
Laden with the breath of flowers
They are blooming by the fountain
Neath the Amaranthine bowers
I can see far down the mountain
Where I wandered weary years
Often hindered in my journey
By the ghosts of doubts and fears.
Broken vows and disappointments
Thickly sprinkled all the way
But the Spirit led unerring
To the land I hold today
I am drinking at the fountain
Where I ever would abide
For I've tasted life's sweet river
And my soul is satisfied
There's no thirsting for life's pleasures
Nor adorning rich and gay
But I've found a richer treasure
One that fadeth not away
Tell me not of heavy crosses
Nor the burdens hard to bear
For I've found this great salvation
Makes each burden light to bear.
And I love to follow Jesus
Gladly counting all but dross
Worldly honors all forsaking
For the glory of the Cross.
Oh the Cross has wondrous glory
Oft I've proved this to be true.
When I'm in the way so narrow
I can see a pathway through
And how sweetly Jesus whispers
Take the Cross thou needs not fear
For I've tried the way before thee
And the glory lingers near.
I am dwelling on the Mountain
Where the golden sunlight gleams
Oe'r a land whose wondrous beauty
Far exceeds my fondest dreams
Where the air is pure and ethereal
Laden with the breath of flowers
They are blooming by the fountain
Neath the Amaranthine bowers
I can see far down the mountain
Where I wandered weary years
Often hindered in my journey
By the ghosts of doubts and fears.
Broken vows and disappointments
Thickly sprinkled all the way
But the Spirit led unerring
To the land I hold today
I am drinking at the fountain
Where I ever would abide
For I've tasted life's sweet river
And my soul is satisfied
There's no thirsting for life's pleasures
Nor adorning rich and gay
But I've found a richer treasure
One that fadeth not away
Tell me not of heavy crosses
Nor the burdens hard to bear
For I've found this great salvation
Makes each burden light to bear.
And I love to follow Jesus
Gladly counting all but dross
Worldly honors all forsaking
For the glory of the Cross.
Oh the Cross has wondrous glory
Oft I've proved this to be true.
When I'm in the way so narrow
I can see a pathway through
And how sweetly Jesus whispers
Take the Cross thou needs not fear
For I've tried the way before thee
And the glory lingers near.