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.