| Stanza | Poetry Source by First Line | |||
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| 1 |
On Jordan's stormy banks I stand, And cast a wishful eye To Canaan's fair and happy land, Where my possessions lie. (Chorus) |
On Jordan's stormy banks I stand,, Stanza 1 |
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| Chorus |
Don't you feel like going home, My home it is in the promised land, And I feel like going home. Yes I feel like going home, My home it is in the promised land, And I feel like going home. |
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| 2 |
Oh, the transporting rapt'rous scene, That rises to my sight. Sweet fields arrayed in living green, And rivers of delight. (Chorus) |
On Jordan's stormy banks I stand,, Stanza 2 |