On Jordan's stormy banks I stand,And cast a wishful eyeTo 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.All o'er those wide-extended plainsShines one eternal day;There God the Son forever reignsAnd scatters night away.No chilling winds nor pois'nous breathCan reach that healthful shore;Sickness and sorrow, pain and deathAre felt and feared no more.When shall I reach that happy placeAnd be forever blest?When shall I see my Father's face,And in His bosom rest?
