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 possession lie
Their generous fruits that never fail
On trees and more on grow
The rocks in hills
And blocks in fields
With milk in any flow
No chilling winds nor poisonous breath
Can reach that healthful shore
Where sickness and sorrow pain and death
Are felt and feared no more
When shall I reach that happy place
And be forever blessed
When shall I see my father's face
And in his bosom rest
No chilling winds nor poisonous breath
Can reach that healthful shore
Where sickness and sorrow pain and death
Are felt and feared no more
Filled with delight my raptured soul
With here no longer stay
The Jordan's waves around me roof
Without fear at launching way
No chilling winds nor poisonous breath
Can reach that healthful shore
Where sickness and sorrow pain and death
Are felt and feared no more
No chilling winds nor poisonous breath
Can reach that healthful shore
Where sickness and sorrow pain and death
Are felt and feared no more
Are felt and feared no more