Just over Jordan’s stormy wave,
The Lord, a home, to Isre’l gave;
A land where milk and honey flow,
A place for all His chosen to go.
My friend, if you would come and go,
You’ll have to fight your battles below;
But God will give you grace to fight,
And He will make it all come right.
The Lord was with them all the way,
Tho many times they went astray,
They often had their troubles and fear,
But God was always ready to hear.
A cloud by day and fire by night,
To show the way and give them light;
Protected them when in their despair,
And helped them many burdens to bear.