Book of Worship (Rev. ed.) ‎#343

343. On Jordan's stormy banks I stand

1 On Jordan's stormy banks I stand,
And cast a wishful eye
To Canaan's fair and happy land,
Where my possessions lie.

2 Oh, the transporting, rapt'rous scene,
That rises to my sight!
Sweet fields array'd in living green,
And rivers of delight.

3 There generous fruits, that never fail,
On trees immortal grow;
There rocks and hills, and brooks and vales
With milk and honey flow.

4 All o'er those wide-extended plains
Shines one eternal day;
There God the Son forever reigns,
And scatters night away.

5 No chilling winds or pois'nous breath
Can reach that healthful shore;
Sickness and sorrow, pain and death,
Are felt and fear'd no more.

6 When I shall reach that happy place,
And be forever blest?
When I shall see my Father's face,
And in His bosom rest?

7 Fill'd with delight, my raptured soul
Would here no longer stay;
Though Jordan's waves around me roll,
Fearless I'd launch away.

Text Information

• First Line: On Jordan's stormy banks I stand
• Meter: C. M.
• Language: English
• Publication Date: 1870
• Topic: Christians: their life and experience; Fruits of the Spirit: Hope; Happiness: of hope; Holy Spirit: Fruits of; Hope; Resignation
• Notes: Author from index: Stennett

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