On Jordan's Stormy Banks
| Samuel Stennett |
On Jordan's stormy banks I stand and cast a wishful eye
To Canaan's fair and happy land, where my possessions lie.Chorus
I am bound for the promised land,
I am bound for the promised land,
O who will come and go with me?
I am bound for the promised land.All o'er those wide-extended plains shines one eternal day;
There God the Son forever reigns and scatters night away.No chilling winds nor pois'nous breath can reach that healthful shore;
Sickness and sorrow, pain and death are felt and feared no more.When shall I reach that happy place and be forever blest?
When shall I see my Father's face and in His bosom rest?
