|Hymns - On Jordan's Stormy Banks I Stand|
On Jordanís stormy banks I stand,
And cast a wishful eye
To Canaanís fair and happy land,
Where my possessions lie.
I am bound for the promised land,
I am bound for the promised land;
Oh who will come and go with me?
I am bound for the promised land.
O the transporting, rapturous scene,
That rises to my sight!
Sweet fields arrayed in living green,
And rivers of delight!
There generous fruits that never fail,
On trees immortal grow;
There rocks and hills, and brooks and vales,
With milk and honey flow.
Oíer all those wide extended plains
Shines one eternal day;
There God the Son forever reigns,
And scatters night away.
No chilling winds or poisonous breath
Can reach that healthful shore;
Sickness and sorrow, pain and death,
Are felt and feared no more.
When I shall reach that happy place,
Iíll be forever blest,
For I shall see my Fatherís face,
And in His bosom rest.
Filled with delight my raptured soul
Would here no longer stay;
Though Jordanís waves around me roll,
Fearless Iíd launch away.
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