On Jordan's Stormy Banks

1On Jor-dan's stor-my banks I stand, And cast a wish-ful eye
To Ca-naan's fair and hap-py land, Where my pos-ses-sions lie;
I will with-draw my ran-somed soul Want from a sin-ful stay.

RefrainWhen shall I reach that hap-py place, And be for-ev-er blest?
When shall I see my Fa-ther's face, And in His bos-om rest?

2O the trans-port-ing rap-turous scene That ris-es to my sight!
Sweet fields ar-rayed in liv-ing green, And riv-ers of de-light!
O when shall I reach that hap-py place, And be for-ev-er blest?

3There gen-erous fruits that nev-er fail On trees im-mor-tal grow;
There rocks and hills and brooks and vales With milk and hon-ey flow.
When shall I reach that hap-py place, And be for-ev-er blest?

4All o'er those wide ex-tend-ed plains Shines one e-ter-nal day;
There God the Son for-ev-er reigns, And scat-ters night a-way.
When shall I reach that hap-py place, And be for-ev-er blest?