On Jordan's stormy banks I stand

And cast a wishful eye

To Canaan's fair and happy land,

Where my possesions lie.

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.

O the transporting rapt'rous scene

That rises to my sight;

Sweet fields arrayed in living green

And rivers of Delight.

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.

There generous fruits that never fail

On trees immortal grow;

There rocks and hills and brooks and vales

With milk and honey flow.

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.

Soon will the Lord my soul prepare

For joys beyond the skies,

Where never-ceasing pleasures roll,

And praises never die.

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.