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72t Jordan

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

O! the transporting, rapt'rous scene,
That rises to my sight:
Sweet fields arrayed in living green,
And rivers of delight.

There gen’rous fruits that never fail
On trees immortal grow;
There rocks, and hills and brooks and vales,
With milk and honey flow.

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