IM BOUND FOR PROMISE LAND

On Jordan’s stormy banks I stand, And cast a wishful eye, Toward
Canaan’s fair and happy land, Where my possessions lie.

CHORUS

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’er all those wide extended plains
Shines one eternal day;
There God the
Son forever reigns, And scatters night away.

No chilling winds, nor pois’nous breath, Can reach that healthful shore;
Sickness and sorrow, pain and death, Are feared and felt no more.

When shall I reach that happy place, And be forever blest! When shall I see
my Father’s face, And in His bosom rest?