I’m working and listening to Cordelia’s Dad, when I came across this song, from their “Spine” album. According to their liner notes, it was originally penned by Samuel Stennett, an English Baptist.
On Jordan’s stormy banks I stand
and cast a wishful eye,
to Canaan’s fair and happy land
where my possessions lie.
Oh, the transporting, rapturous scene
that rises to my sight!
Sweet fields arrayed in living green,
and rivers of delight.
There generous fruits, that never fail,
on trees immortal, grow.
There rocks and hills and brooks and vales
with milk and honey flow.
O’er all those wide extended plains
shines one eternal day.
There God, the sun, forever reigns,
and scatters night away.
No chilling winds, nor poisonous breath,
can reach that healthful shore.
Sickness and sorrow, pain and death,
are felt and feared no more.
When shall I reach that happy place,
and be forever blessed?
When shall I see my Father’s face,
and in his bosom rest?
Filled with delight, my raptured soul
can here no longer stay.
Though Jordan’s waves around me roll,
fearless, I launch away.