On Jordan's stormy banks I stand
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And cast a wishful eye
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To Canaan's fair and happy land
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Where my possessions lie
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All o'er those wide extended plains
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Shines one eternal day
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There God, the Son forever reigns
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And scatters night away.
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I am bound, I am bound, I am bound for the Promise Land
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I am bound, I am bound, I am bound for the Promise Land
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No chilling wind nor poisonous breath
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Can reach that healthful shore
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Where sickness, sorrow, pain and death
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Are felt and feared no more
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I am bound, I am bound, I am bound for the Promise Land
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I am bound, I am bound, I am bound for the Promise Land
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When shall I see that happy place
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And be forever blessed
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When shall I see my Father's face
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And in His bosom rest
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I am bound, I am bound, I am bound for the Promise Land
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I am bound, I am bound, I am bound for the Promise Land
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On Jordan's Stormy Banks I Stand
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Jars Of Clay |