620 - On Jordan’s Stormy Banks
On Jordan’s stormy banks I stand,
And
cast a wishful eye
To
Canaan’s fair and happy land,
Where
my possessions lie.
Refrain
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.
2
O’er
all those wide extended plains
Shine
one eternal days;
There,
Christ, the Sun, forever reigns,
And
scatters night away.
3
When
shall I reach that happy place,
And
be forever blest?
When
shall I see my Father’s face,
And
in His kingdom rest?
4
Filled
with delight, my raptured soul
Would
here no longer stay;
Though
Jordan’s waves around me roll,
Fearless
I'd launch away.
