Hymnal: Fillmore's Harp of Zion
Date: 1867
Compiler: A D Fillmore
Publisher/Printer: R W Carroll & Co
First Line: On Jordan's stormy banks I stand
Topic: <no topic given>
Writer: <no first name given> <no last name given>
Composer:
Meter: CM with chorus
Tune: Houston
Hymn Number: <no hymn number given>
Page Number: 102, click to see hymnal pages
LyicsOn Jordan's stormy banks I stand,
And cast a wishful eye
To Canaan's fair and happy land,
Where my possessions lie.
O, the transporting, rapt'rous scene
That rises to my sight!
Sweet fields, arrayed in living green,
And rivers of delight.
There gen'rous fruits that never fail
On trees immortal grow;
There rocks, and hills, and brooks, and vales
With milk and honey flow.
All o'er these wide extended plains
Shines one eternal day;
There God, the Sun, forever reigns,
And scatters night away.
When shall I reach that happy place,
And be forever blest?
When shall I see my Father's face,
And in his bosom rest?
Filled with delight, my raptured soul
Would here no longer stay;
Though Jordan's waves around my roll,
Fearless I'd launch away.
There'll be no more sorrowing there,
There'll be no more sorrowing there;
In heaven above, where all is love,
There'll be no more sorrowing there.