| On Jordan’s stormy banks I stand,
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| And cast a wishful eye
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| To Canaan’s fair and happy land,
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| Where my possessions lie.
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| I am bound for the promised land,
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| I am bound for the promised land;
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| Oh who will come and go with me?
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| I am bound for the promised land.
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| O’er all those wide extended plains
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| Shines one eternal day;
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| There God the Son forever reigns,
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| And scatters night away.
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| I am bound for the promised land,
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| I am bound for the promised land;
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| Oh who will come and go with me?
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| I am bound for the promised land.
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| No chilling winds or poisonous breath
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| Can reach that healthful shore;
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| Sickness and sorrow, pain and death,
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| Are felt and feared no more.
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| I am bound for the promised land,
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| I am bound for the promised land;
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| Oh who will come and go with me?
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| I am bound for the promised land.
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| When I shall reach that happy place,
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| I’ll be forever blessed,
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| For I shall see my Father’s face,
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| And in His bosom rest. |