On Jordan's stormy banks I stand, And cast a wishful eye, Toward Canaan's fair and happy land, Where my possessions lie. I am bound for the promised land, I am bound for the promised land; Oh 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?Ce vremuri grele trăim ạllh ạ̉nt kẖlạṣy fạ̉ṭmỷn يا صانع قلبي الصغير yào zuò xīn zào de rén هللويا أنا غالي Улу Танрымыз, Ҝөзəл Атамыз Хүндэт өө хүндэт Эзэн минь Uram, mind jobban wsyry mjd ạlrb Кровь Христа в ней наша сила
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